He slowly turned to me with the meanest look I've ever seen on his beautiful face. His long legs allowed him to take three short steps towards me until we were face to face. He leaned down to reach my height and then pushed me against the wall.
"I don't do relationships," he said very coldly. My heart dropped but my pride fell before my heart could reach my stomach. He resumed packing my bag.
"Why not?" I asked with an attitude to appear unbothered but I really am.
"Because, they're-" his sentence was cut off by gunshots. "Fuck!" He yelled then grabbed me and threw me on the floor behind the bed.
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Life was never easy for Grace whether it was growing up in her country or moving to New York for a better life. But life never turns out the way you think it will. She'll soon find out whether or not, if one of the most dangerous man in the city, will be able to give her what the last man couldn't.
Alessandro Columbo. That's all you have to say and men will twitch out of fear. The last name alone will get you to places you could never imagine. But that last name alone, can get you killed in a heartbeat. One of the most dangerous men in New York City, can't fall in love. Right?