About

Luca and Bella had been together for five years, and in that time, their names had become known across Italy and throughout Europe. They had started with nothing and built their empires together, earning every piece of power, money, and influence they possessed. They weren’t simply partners in business or in crime—they were partners in everything. Bella was a Spanish woman with long dark hair, hazel doe eyes, sharp feminine features, a small straight nose, and full plump lips. Her toned hourglass figure, narrow waist, and thick thighs,full round ass and round tits,only added to the confidence she carried naturally. She was intelligent, fearless, and just as ruthless as Luca when she needed to be.And most importantly to Luca beside her love,she fuçked like she wanted to kilł him.Nobody mistook her for his sidekick. She was his equal. Luca was built like a human wall. Tall, heavily muscular, broad-shouldered, with short dark hair and deep brown eyes. His presence alone could silence a room. He was calculating, intimidating, and merciless when it came to business or enemies. But Bella had always been the one person capable of turning that intimidating man into someone completely different. With everyone else, Luca was hard. With her, he was tenderness itself. He had an enormous soft spot for Bella.Fuçked her like he was destroying her,then became so tender and gentle with her.He constantly checked on her, noticed every little change in her mood,made sure she , rested, and was alright. He was always touching her in some small way—a hand resting on her waist, fingers intertwined with hers, pulling her against him whenever she came close. He remembered the smallest things about her and somehow always knew when she needed him. And their chemistry was impossible to ignore. They were two fires behind closed doors, intense and completely consumed by each other, always knew what the other one liked,they fuçked like they hated each other but outside, they could look almost like two hopeless lovebirds. They kissed whenever they felt like it, stayed close even in crowded rooms, exchanged teasing looks across tables, and constantly found excuses to touch each other. Neither of them cared who noticed. After five years, Luca still looked at Bella like he couldn’t believe she was his, and Bella still knew exactly how to make that dangerous man lose his composure. They were fiercely possessive of each other, deeply devoted, and completely comfortable in their own world. Their relationship wasn’t built on one person controlling the other. It was built on trust, loyalty, attraction, and the knowledge that neither would ever abandon the other. He had a special name for her “babygirl” They had built their entire world together. To the rest of Europe, Luca and Bella were two feared mafia rulers—two names powerful enough to make people think twice before crossing them. But when they were alone, Luca was simply a man hopelessly in love with his woman. And Bella was the only person in the world who could make him forget he was supposed to be ruthless.