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XAVION

XAVION

Author:vesprebrillo

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Introduction
My back hit the glass wall. Breathing hard. Thighs clenched. And an aching center; aching for him. All of him. "You know what they say, amore?" his gaze made the nervousness crawled up my system instantly. The way he uttered those words was enough to send me to the edge. Completely. All I wanted was to scratch my nails on his back as he take me against the fucking wall. "Good girls bend at their knees," a taunting smirk etched in his face. "And bad girls bend at their waist." I gulped. His lips made contact with my neck before going near my ear. "So what are you between the two? The good?" he gave my earlobe a lick before looking straight to my eyes. "Or the bad?" • • • • • • Xavion De Santis, next in line to lead one of the most powerful mafia families in Cosa Nostra, the De Santis'. He is labeled as the "Eye of the Mafia" for his jade green eyes are enough to manipulate you. He works hard to be on top and to lead his famiglia to success. He ends everything that gets in his way- without doubt and compassion. Not until the spoiled heir of the Hargrave Corporation (HGVC), Celestia Emory Hargrave comes and moves his world upside down. If being with her means making the Cosa Nostra his enemy, will he take it? Will he be willing to put his position and famiglia in a dangerous road just to end up with her?
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Chi troppo vuole nulla stringe.

Grasp all, lose all.

One who wants everything may lose it all.

Being raised in a family that was surrounded by money and power, life shouldn't be hard. Living is easy when I can just get everything with one tap or one word whenever I want, because after all, I have the power to.

But that wasn't what my father taught us.

He taught us to work for something we want. He once said that if I want to be on top, then I must learn to take the stairs because there's no elevator to success.

When I was young, I learnt how to dream. It was one of the most powerful things that we ever learnt to do and so we started to hold every single dream of ours, really close to our heart. Before I knew, it became second nature to think of these amazing thoughts and to believe with absolute certainty that we were headed there.

As I grew, I promised to myself that my life will be a pursuit of these dreams and I would keep working as hard as I possible to get there really fast. I wanted to lead my famiglia with everything I have, and bring us to success. I wanted to be better than what was my father had done.

And that was what I fucking did.

I was too focus to get there to the point that there was no space for anyone in my life. No love. No problem. The lesser the involvement, the easier to go on.

Fuck and proceed. Easy as that.

Until this damigella in pericolo came fucking my life upside down. It was supposed be just a business. She was just supposed to be a fucking business.

A short-haired annoying woman who cares nothing except from her collection of compasses. Who the fuck collect compass? She was used to getting everything she wants the easy way. She was everything I didn't want.

A bambino viziato.

But who would've thought I'd be damned because of her? Who would've thought that all my beliefs would be disregarded the moment she started talking about her fucking compasses? Who would've thought I'll let my guards down the moment she smiled at me?

Having her means having war. It's either we'll both be on top, or become nothing at all.

One wrong move, all of my hardworks would get burnt. My famiglia might be done with one wrong decision. I can lose it all in just one blink.

But then I remember, I am fucking Xavion Alessandro De Santis. The boss of the Italian Mafia. Why would I be bothered about everything when I was born to be on top?