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Enemies turned lovers, they had daggers pointing at each other's hearts at the annual masquerade. But how could they hurt the very things they gave life to once again? Prince Romeo D'Angelo had plans of making Princess Valeria Rossi, Princess of Venezia and Duchess of Roma - the coddled princess of her papa's eye, regret being born, and her plans for him were no different, either. She would make his heart bleed quite literally, or so she thought. But how often do plans as intense really work out? After all, both their families were known as the most ruthless Mafia families by each other's kingdom. "Go ahead, stab me. I'm not afraid of fools like you," I choked out through his tight grip around my neck, with his dagger only centimeters away from reaching into my heart. "After you, princess. I may be a fool, but I'm not so foolish as to take away the one thing that gives me life away from myself. I like torturing you better," he laughed out, his masquerade mask covering half of his facial expressions as I edged my dagger deeper into his skin as well. Oh dear, this was going to get messy. "Oh come on, kill me. Stab me if you have the guts," I responded. Yes, I would rather die than bow down to him. And with our daggers still set in place, he lowered his head until his lips landed on mine. Oh god, my mortal enemy was kissing me. Highest ranking: #19 romance
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