👀EVIL’S EYES👀
(Bu🔥n For Me, Little Flower)
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Book 1 in the Mindbreak Series.💀
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By, Debby Gold 🩵
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Setting: Italy
Genre: A Dark Mafia Romance
Tags: Dark Romance, Forbidden Attraction, Possessive Hero/Naive Heroine, Obsession, Jealousy, Dark Secrets, Enemies, Hatred, Secret Slow Burn Feelings, and S£x
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🌺 BLURB 🌺
Annabelle Smith is a twenty-year-old sweet, cheerful, and calm young girl.
She’s drop-dead gorgeous—a goddess who turns heads wherever she goes. She lived with her parents and was their only daughter. Annabelle finished secondary school two years ago and should have enrolled in university, but her mother’s breast cancer diagnosis drained their finances, forcing them into heavy loans.
Despite all their efforts, her mother passed away… and not long after, her father followed.
Annabelle became an orphan.
No family.
No home—the bank took everything.
No one to turn to.
Left alone in the cold world… homeless.
Then her best friend, Charlotte, took her in…
Not just into her home—
but into a dark hell.
And that was where Annabelle’s life took a drastic turn.
Who’s Charlotte?
Charlotte is the second child of Italy’s most feared mafia boss… Don Ghost.
A powerful man.
A dangerous man.
A man everyone fears… and obeys.
He has one wife, Elizabeth—an angel in a hellhole.
Together, they have three children:
Twin boys… and a girl, Charlotte.
Let’s dive into the twins:
Identical faces… but completely different souls.
First twin, Caspian.
Caspian is a sharp shooter—dangerous, just like his father.
Second twin, Oliver.
Oliver is a silent killer who gives zero care about anyone… not even his own father.
No smiles.
Nonchalant.
Always alone… always drawing.
A master—perfect. No training needed.
He leads missions… and he’s Ghost’s favorite.
The twins are enemies from the same womb—
Caspian vs Oliver. A reflection of each other… yet sworn enemies.
Now Annabelle steps in—
Right between the twins.
And then… war begins.
Hellion lives up to its name.
Annabelle—the innocent girl, unaware of survival—
is about to face a life far darker than she ever imagined.
Her world is about to change… completely.
Ain’t you curious what happens next? 👀
You are, right?
👀EVIL’S EYES 👀
(Bu🔥n For Me, Little Flower)
By, Debby Gold 🩵
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EPISODE 1&2
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[Saturday Morning~9am]
A bus came to a halt at the next stop, allowing passengers to disembark, one after another, including Annabelle.
With her travel bag in her right hand and her left tucked into her hoodie pocket, she surveyed the bustling bus station, exhaling deeply.
As the bus pulled away, leaving her alone amidst the crowd, she sighed and made her way to a nearby bench, where she settled down.
Pulling out her phone, she checked the time, biting her lip as she glanced back at the road.
“Why is she taking so long?” she muttered softly, a hint of warmth in her voice.
She slipped her phone back into her pocket and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her left ear.
Thirty minutes passed before a sleek black car pulled up in front of her, instantly lifting her spirits.
A big smile spread across her face as she recognized her friend’s vehicle.
“Charlotte!” she giggled, standing up as Charlotte stepped out, her oversized sunglasses perched on her nose.
Charlotte was dressed in a black short dress that barely reached her thighs, paired with knee-high black boots.
Her lips were painted a deep black, and she paired rings on both sides of her nose.
She was taller than Annabelle, exuding an air of confidence.
“Holy girl” Charlotte chuckled, removing her shades to reveal her full face.
Though not overly fierce, she carried the scent of something edgy and rebellious.
Her smile had a dark edge to it, one that always made Annabelle freeze, though she was used to it by now.
“Don’t give me that smile,” Annabelle mumbled, rubbing her ear nervously.
“C’mon, holy girl, I might be a gangster, but I can’t harm you. Stop making me feel bad,” Charlotte replied, her tone playful.
Annabelle managed a quirky smile.
“You don’t trust me?” Charlotte blinked, feigning innocence.
“If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have agreed to live with you. It’s just that your smile is a little intimidating,” Annabelle admitted.
“I’m born to be scary anyway; it’s a compliment, thanks,” Charlotte said, flipping her hair with pride.
Annabelle shook her head.
“Hug me, holy babe,” Charlotte said, pulling her into a warm embrace like a mother would.
Annabelle smiled softly, returning the hug tightly.
“I’m so happy to have you as my best friend,” she sniffed, feeling a wave of emotion.
Charlotte scoffed. “Stop being a baby; I’m emotionless.”
Annabelle pulled back slightly, pouting. “Can you, for once, act nice to your own friend?”
“But I’m a devil in human form,” Charlotte teased, touching Annabelle’s cheek, collecting a glare from her.
“I hate you,” Annabelle said, playfully pushing her away.
“I love you so much,” Charlotte replied, pulling her back into another hug.
“Don’t worry, I’m going to introduce you to my love once we arrive,” Charlotte said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Annabelle raised an eyebrow. “Your brother?”
“Hmm, Caspian,” Charlotte grinned.
Annabelle felt a shiver run down her spine at the mention of that name.
“Why is she always scared of her brothers whenever she mentions them, even without having met them?” Annabelle thought, biting her lip.
“Let’s go; we have a mission tonight that we need to train for, starting at 1 PM,” Charlotte said, breaking the hug.
Annabelle stepped back, grabbing her bag from behind. “You’re going to kill someone today too?” she asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and concern.
“Not all missions are bloody, but tonight is. I’m so excited!” Charlotte grinned.
Annabelle choked slightly at the enthusiasm.
Charlotte laughed, her joy infectious.
Annabelle blinked in surprise.
Charlotte grabbed her bag and placed it in the trunk, locking it securely.
She opened the car door for Annabelle. “Are you coming with me, or have you changed your mind?”
Annabelle pinched her palm, steeling her resolve, and climbed into the car.
“Bravo!” Charlotte chuckled, shutting the door behind her.
With a mischievous grin, she joined Annabelle inside and sped off, the car zooming away with exhilarating speed.
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[Hellion’s Clan]
[Hellion’s Clan]
The large gate swung open as Charlotte’s car drove in, heading toward the expansive parking lot.
Annabelle glanced around, her face betraying nothing but fear. “How will I survive here?” she kept asking herself.
Just outside the clan, she felt the weight of the stories she had heard from her friend and around the city—Hellion property was the largest in the area.
The guards loomed around, their cold, unfriendly gazes piercing through the air. No smiles, no small talk.
They were all tall, muscular, and covered in tattoos.
She watched them roam, guns slung casually at their sides.
She swallowed hard. “Does everyone here have a gun?” she thought.
“Hello!!” Charlotte waved her hand in front of Annabelle’s face, trying to get her attention as she seemed lost in her thoughts.
“Yes… yes,” Annabelle quickly replied, swallowing again.
Charlotte blinked. “What’s wrong? I’ve been talking to you since I parked, but you haven’t responded,” she said.
Annabelle managed a small smile. “Sorry, what were you saying?”
Charlotte sighed. “Are you scared of living here?”
“Me? Scared? No, I was just thinking about something,” Annabelle flatly replied.
“What’s that?” Charlotte asked, her brows furrowing.
Annabelle bit her lip. “I… it’s… meeting everyone, especially your brothers,” she muttered, pinching her palm nervously.
Charlotte laughed. “Meeting everyone will be cool, but there are some people you must avoid at first.”
Annabelle’s eyes widened.
“Especially Oliver. He’s so crazy. Caspian can still think twice, but Oliver won’t. You annoy him, you die” Charlotte warned.
Annabelle swallowed hard. “I don’t want to see him anyway,” she muttered.
Charlotte chuckled. “Would you at least get out of the car before deciding who to meet or not?”
Annabelle rolled her eyes and Charlotte laughed.
They both climbed out, and the guards around them bowed respectfully to Charlotte.
Charlotte took Annabelle’s bag out for her.
“Why does everyone seem so scary?” Annabelle whispered to Charlotte.
“Just mind your own business,” Charlotte smiled, giving her a playful glare.
Annabelle swallowed more.
“See those roads?” Charlotte asked, pointing.
Annabelle nodded. “What happens to them?” she asked, looking at Charlotte.
“The middle one leads to the gang members’ residences, and so on. That’s where my suite is, but we can’t go there now. I need to get my father’s permission to let you in. So you’ll follow this second path; it leads to the garden, playground, and the forest. You’ll wait for me there until I come back to get you. Don’t talk to anyone, and don’t look at anyone you might meet there; it’s dangerous,” Charlotte explained.
But Annabelle only latched onto the fact that there was a playground and a garden. This might be more interesting than dangerous.
“Okay?” Charlotte asked.
“Okay,” Annabelle nodded, smiling.
She wanted to go and have fun after a long day of stress. ‘Playground,’ she thought, smiling cutely again.
Charlotte scoffed.
“I’ll leave now,” she said.
“Okay,” Annabelle nodded.
Charlotte walked away, leaving her behind.
Annabelle looked around, spotting the guards. She waved at a few, but their gazes darkened even more.
“Scary!” she thought, swallowing hard, and then rushed off like the wind.
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[Moments Later]
Annabelle finally arrived at the garden, still pondering how to reach the playground when she caught a glimpse of a guy sitting on a bench, his back to her, engrossed in something.
Thank goodness! Great One was on her side, and she wouldn’t have to suffer alone; she would just ask him instead.
She dragged her bag closer and stood in front of him.
He didn’t look up, and she noticed he was sketching something—a bullet.
Curiosity piqued, she blinked.
His body was covered in tattoos; there was barely a free space on him.
Suddenly, it clicked—he was one of Charlotte’s brothers.
Charlotte had mentioned that they both had the same tattoos, but seeing how calm he was? This had to be Caspian.
No need to be scared; Charlotte had said he was the one who could think twice before acting.
So, she decided she had to be nice and make friends with him.
She flashed a cute smile.
“Hi, brother! I’m Annabelle, Charlotte’s best friend. But people called me Anna, and she called me, holy girl” she gently introduced.
He still didn’t look at her, seemingly oblivious to her presence.
She tried again.
“Dear brother, Charlotte has told me so much about you, and I know you’re a nice guy. A nice guy with some pretty wild tattoos, but I love them!” she snickered, finding it amusing.
“You know, I’ve heard you’re her sweetest brother and she always mentioned to me. You must be Caspian. Nice to meet you!” she added, stretching her hand for a shake.
He remained silent, focused on his drawing.
She needed to impress him.
“I’ve been a fan of yours for a while now, and you know what? I can’t stand Oliver too! He’s my enemy just like he’s to you! Because Charlotte says he’s arrogant, dangerous, and scary. I bet he looks like a monkey—eww!” Annabelle irritatedly exclaimed.
He still didn’t react, continuing his drawing.
So she pressed on.
“I know you love girls, brother Caspian, but you’re still the best. If you didn’t have all these tattoos, I might have said I fell in love with you at first sight! But don’t worry, we can be good friends. I’m a friendly soul—cute and pretty,” she added, giving her best pout.
He remained silent.
Annabelle blinked, starting to wonder.
“Maybe he’s deaf?” she thought.
“Are you even—”
He finally looked up at her, and she trailed off, a small smile on her lips.
Their eyes locked, and she swallowed hard.
His gaze was nonchalant yet calm.
“Dear brother,” she smiled awkwardly.
He looked away.
“I just want you to know, I’m a fan of you, not that second monster of yours, Oliver. He’s dangerous,” she said, laughing.
“I don’t even want to see is monkey—”
“Are you done?” he finally interrupted, and Annabelle swallowed nervously.
His voice was warm yet chilling, carrying a dangerous aura.
“H-huh?” she stuttered.
“I’m your enemy Oliver, not Caspian” he said.
Annabelle’s eyes widened in shock and she froze.
“Jesus… Christ…” she stuttered, taking a step back.
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