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Showing posts with label By the Law. Show all posts
Showing posts with label By the Law. Show all posts
Sunday, June 23, 2019
Saturday, June 15, 2019
By the Law Banner and Summary
Edward, born to the Italian mob boss Carlisle, had his
life pre-designed for him from the day he was born. And for years he
was satisfied with his lot in life, accepting of the pre-arranged
betrothal to someone he'd only met a couple of times. But when an
assassination attempt prompts security to be hired, Edward finds
himself falling for the man assigned to him. Rated M. E/J.
Saturday, May 18, 2019
By the Law Teaser
This story is not going to be officially posted for awhile still, but the plot bunny has been plaguing me for long enough now that I decided to write the first scene out and share it.
Enjoy... or don't.
Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer and sadly won't ever own the rights to the Twilight Saga. Unfortunately for me, my mind is like a sieve that enjoys ruining the characters from her saga's lives.
AN: There are a lot of Mafia Fics out there which romanticize the familial bonds that are part of that life without focusing on, or even point out the much darker nature of mafia life. If this is what you're looking for from me, then you are going to be sadly disappointed. This story will deal with Edward Antonio Cullaro, the son of the mafia boss, Carlisle Cullaro, who falls in loves with his personal bodyguard, Jasper Whitlock. Fair warning, there is no HEA in this story.
“This is the man I was telling you about, son,” Carlisle said as they stepped into the warehouse on the dock.
“The fag who was cheating on his wife?” Edward asked, keeping his voice cold and collected.
“Yes.”
Edward looked down at the man large man with the broad should who was tied up on the floor in such a way that there was never going to be any escape. He vaguely recognized him, but he wasn't sure why, he knew he'd never actually seen the man.
“Who is he, again?”
“Emmett Swarno, your fiancee's brother.”
Old mafia just like his family then. The man never should have let himself get caught.
It was funny, proclivities such as the one Aro Volturino back in Italy had, with his preference for teenagers, was completely ignored. But being gay was a major no. It was why he was marrying Isabella. No one could ever know that his own desires ran in the same style as the man in front of him.
“Allow me.” Edward held his hand out to his father.
He noticed out of the corner of his eye as his old man smiled, placing the gun in his hand. Edward raised the gun as he walked a few steps closer to the man who was trying to shout from behind his gag. He pulled the trigger, feeling the blow-back of blood and brain matter as the man fell to his side, dead.
Enjoy... or don't.
By the Law
Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer and sadly won't ever own the rights to the Twilight Saga. Unfortunately for me, my mind is like a sieve that enjoys ruining the characters from her saga's lives.
AN: There are a lot of Mafia Fics out there which romanticize the familial bonds that are part of that life without focusing on, or even point out the much darker nature of mafia life. If this is what you're looking for from me, then you are going to be sadly disappointed. This story will deal with Edward Antonio Cullaro, the son of the mafia boss, Carlisle Cullaro, who falls in loves with his personal bodyguard, Jasper Whitlock. Fair warning, there is no HEA in this story.
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Prologue
“This is the man I was telling you about, son,” Carlisle said as they stepped into the warehouse on the dock.
“The fag who was cheating on his wife?” Edward asked, keeping his voice cold and collected.
“Yes.”
Edward looked down at the man large man with the broad should who was tied up on the floor in such a way that there was never going to be any escape. He vaguely recognized him, but he wasn't sure why, he knew he'd never actually seen the man.
“Who is he, again?”
“Emmett Swarno, your fiancee's brother.”
Old mafia just like his family then. The man never should have let himself get caught.
It was funny, proclivities such as the one Aro Volturino back in Italy had, with his preference for teenagers, was completely ignored. But being gay was a major no. It was why he was marrying Isabella. No one could ever know that his own desires ran in the same style as the man in front of him.
“Allow me.” Edward held his hand out to his father.
He noticed out of the corner of his eye as his old man smiled, placing the gun in his hand. Edward raised the gun as he walked a few steps closer to the man who was trying to shout from behind his gag. He pulled the trigger, feeling the blow-back of blood and brain matter as the man fell to his side, dead.
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