A Nun For The Mobster
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I felt that being a nun was my true calling until I sensed power and masculinity radiating from a ruthless mafia boss.
At that moment, my heart raced, and the ground seemed to disappear from under my feet. His dark eyes were mesmerizing, and I felt enchanted by them. He was dressed in black attire that accentuated his beauty even more, and his face was perfect as if sculpted by a skilled artist.
That feeling made me question everything about life outside the convent. I knew I couldn't stay there for much longer, but at the same time, I didn't want to stop looking at him, feeling hypnotized by his penetrating and mysterious gaze.
*** Eric ***
Many might think I am a dangerous and remorseless killer and have no heart, but that's not true.
I will never forget the pain I felt when I received the news of my brother's death. I remember looking up at the sky and asking God why he had to leave us.
I followed the gaze and saw a small woman dressed in loose clothing and hair covered with a brown fabric.
I approached the little nun with determined and steady steps, knowing that my presence might startle her. And that's exactly what happened. She jumped back, and her hands trembled as I got close enough to grasp her wrists.
She seemed so fragile in my hands, so innocent and defenseless. But I couldn't let that feeling sway me from my objective. I held onto her wrists more firmly, feeling the soft and delicate skin beneath my fingers. She tried to pull away, but I kept her firmly in my grip. I could feel her fear and uncertainty, but I didn't care. I wasn't a man who cared about others' emotions.
Ariele had been living in the orphanage since she was a baby, with no traces of her parents, never having experienced the outside world. She was about to fulfill her vows to become a nun when her path crossed with the feared mafia leader, Eric. In a search at the convent for his treacherous fiancée, the cruel and cold man will have an encounter with true purity. As an alpha who takes what he wants, from that moment on, Enric turns Ariele's life into chaos.
At that moment, my heart raced, and the ground seemed to disappear from under my feet. His dark eyes were mesmerizing, and I felt enchanted by them. He was dressed in black attire that accentuated his beauty even more, and his face was perfect as if sculpted by a skilled artist.
That feeling made me question everything about life outside the convent. I knew I couldn't stay there for much longer, but at the same time, I didn't want to stop looking at him, feeling hypnotized by his penetrating and mysterious gaze.
*** Eric ***
Many might think I am a dangerous and remorseless killer and have no heart, but that's not true.
I will never forget the pain I felt when I received the news of my brother's death. I remember looking up at the sky and asking God why he had to leave us.
I followed the gaze and saw a small woman dressed in loose clothing and hair covered with a brown fabric.
I approached the little nun with determined and steady steps, knowing that my presence might startle her. And that's exactly what happened. She jumped back, and her hands trembled as I got close enough to grasp her wrists.
She seemed so fragile in my hands, so innocent and defenseless. But I couldn't let that feeling sway me from my objective. I held onto her wrists more firmly, feeling the soft and delicate skin beneath my fingers. She tried to pull away, but I kept her firmly in my grip. I could feel her fear and uncertainty, but I didn't care. I wasn't a man who cared about others' emotions.
Ariele had been living in the orphanage since she was a baby, with no traces of her parents, never having experienced the outside world. She was about to fulfill her vows to become a nun when her path crossed with the feared mafia leader, Eric. In a search at the convent for his treacherous fiancée, the cruel and cold man will have an encounter with true purity. As an alpha who takes what he wants, from that moment on, Enric turns Ariele's life into chaos.
