Vicious Hearts: A Dark Enemies To Lovers Mafia Romance

Two broken black pieces, glued back together with gold

Two broken pieces, fitting together perfectly.

Two black, bruised hearts, beating together as one

“You’re trying to fight crazy with the wrong. Fucking. Crazy person.”

I would cut my own throat to save her life

“I fucking love you too.”

Maybe he’s a monster and a psychopath. Maybe we all are, a little.

But maybe two broken pieces can fit together to be whole again.

So that’s where I’ll stay. Safely cocooned in his darkness

“he’d watch the world burn because it wronged him.”

“Do you want to hurt me?”

“I want to free you.”

“Some people deserve to be hurt, Una,”