Mariya
I wish Viktor would wake up. It's unnerving keeping Luca company even if my guards are at the back of the private jet. Not that Luca would physically hurt me.
I usually get along with everybody. But not Luca Cotroni. The man rattles me like no other.
And I hate feeling anxious.
Because my parents always treat me like a princess, it's given me a world of confidence. I have the power of the bratva behind me. I'm loved by many and never struggle with my self-esteem.
Except when it comes to the man seated across from me.
In his presence, I feel no bigger than a gnat.
I can't stop my eyes from leaving the window and settling on Luca. Something about him draws me in like a moth to a flame. An overpowering magnetism.
Needing to break the uncomfortable silence, I ask, "Do you really like to dance?" I hate how nervous he makes me feel. I swear it reduces me to an idiot, with no sign of the sophisticated woman my
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CHOSEN BY A SINNER (Completed)
FanfictionCelebrating her 26th birthday with a weekend in Las Vegas, mafia princess Mariya Koslov caps off the evening with a wedding officiated by Elvis. Luca Cotroni, head of the Italian mafia, has loved Mariya from afar as he solidified his position at the...
