Chapter 1 Introducing the Characters

Olivia Black / Liv (28) Job: Professor Assistant at NYU (New York University). Graduated in business from University of Chicago Personality: Outgoing, Independent, Friendly, Bubbly, Productive, Low Self Esteem, Caring. Looks: Long wavy blonde hair, Almond shape green eyes, fine pointed up nose, plump lips, curvy, 5’4, 88kg (195lbs), White but Tanned skin. Stretch marks and cellulite, small scar on right collar bone. Small tattoo of a butterfly on her left hip. Family: Mother: Alice Black / Father: Bruce Black / Siblings: Joseph Black (Older - 32) Gregory Black (Middle - 30) Friends: Anna James (BFF since high school) John Campbell (BFF since kindergarten) Raphael Lockwood / The shark (34) Job: CEO of Lockwood Enterprise Leader of the Italian Mafia in NY Personality: Direct, Confident, Rude, Courageous, womaniser, Dangerous, Mysterious, Caring, Responsible, Focused. Looks: Middle length black hair, scruffy black beard, round shape light blue eyes, fine nose, White, athletic body (6pack), 6’8, scar on left eyebrow, scar behind left ear, scar for bullet wound on the right side on his ribs. Full sleeve tattoo on both arms and going to his chest and showing up a little on his neck, covering all of his shoulders and back. Family: Mother: Camila Lockwood / Father: Gabriel Lockwood (deceased) /Grandfather: Angelo Lockwood (deceased) / Grandmother: Rose Lockwood (deceased)/ cousin: Gabriel Lockwood (Leader of Italian Mafia in Italy) Friends: Joseph Roberts (Best friend and second in command) /  Michael Stuart (Best friend and head of security) / Tim Smith (second in command at Lockwood Enterprise) Lucas Scott (33) Job: CEO of Scott Travels Business teacher at NYU Olivia’s boss Personality: Direct, Confident, Caring, Responsible, Focused, Unfaithful, Greedy, And Charismatic. Looks: Short dark brown hair, slender caramel eyes, pointy nose, Athletic skinny Body, Tanned, 6’2, Scar on lower lip on the right side. Family: Unknown Friends: John Smith (Best friend and business partner / Alina Scott (Ex-wife and friend) Gabriel Lockwood (36) Job: Capo of the Italian Mafia in Italy Raphael’s cousin Personality: Ruthless, Confident, Focused, faithful, Greedy. Looks: Long black hair, round brown eyes, Grecian nose, Daddy Body, Tanned, 5’9. Family: Raphael Lockwood (Cousin) / Grandfather: Angelo Lockwood (deceased) / Grandmother: Rose Lockwood (deceased) Father: Lucca Lockwood / Mother: Angelina Lockwood Friends: Anabela Lockwood (Wife) / Lorenzo N/A (Second in command and best friend) Maria Smith (57) Job: Head housekeeper for Raphael Lockwood She behaves like his mother and loves him as a son. Raphael respects Maria and actually loves her. Personality: Lovable, caring, selfless, kind, strong minded and opinionated. Looks: 5’7, White, brown round eyes, wrinkles, brown short hair always on a ponytail, slim. Family: Raphael Lockwood (boss, like a son) / Robert Smith (husband) / Isbella (Tammy) Smith (daughter) Friends: N/A Romeo Karkov (62) Job: Leader of the Russian mafia Raphael’s biggest enemy Personality: despicable, unfaithful, rude, dangerous, womaniser, disrespectful Looks: 5’7, White greasy hair, Fat, wrinkles, with uneven teeth. Scar on the right side of his face, green eyes. Family: Antonia Karkov (wife, deceased) / Julius Karkov (son, future leader of the Russian Mafia) Friends: N/A As new characters appear during the Story this chapter will be Updated.

Chapter 2 Chapter 1 - Olivia

Olivia POV I Love New York City, I am a teacher assistant at NYU. That was a dream come true, obviously, I would like to teach my own class, but I had to start somewhere. I am Professor Lucas’s assistant, I grade the exams, prep the classes, basically I do all the work and he takes the credit, but I honestly don’t mind, that is how I am going to learn how to be the best teacher I can. Oh, I forgot to tell you, we teach a business class. Lucas is the CEO of a big tourism company in America. New York is not a safe place to live, there’s a lot of crime happening. There’s always something on the news, someone got killed, someone got mugged, someone got raped, and drug dealing that went wrong... You obviously have the safe areas in Manhattan. The lifestyle of the rich and famous from the upper East and Upper Westside. I live across the bridge in Brooklyn and you can get on with your life in Brooklyn. The Dumbo area is one of my favourites and I am lucky enough to be able to live in that area. One of my favourite places in the world is the MET. I could live there. My dream has always been to go to the MET GALA. But obviously, that will never happen as I am not famous, rich, or know anyone from that social circle that could take me as a date. Dating in New York is difficult. Especially when you only have enough money to pay your 1 bedroom flat’s rent in Brooklyn and pay for your food, I don’t even dare to go out for meals or to a bar, usually, my friends and I just hand out at each other’s flats, I just can’t afford going out as much as I would like, I always bring my packed lunch with me to work. ********************* I just finished class and decided to walk to Central Park, avoid the subway and try and enjoy the sunshine on this spring day. There’s something about the park that makes me feel alive. I like to just sit near a tree (and it is always on the same spot, near the model boat sailing lake) and read listening to some music, watch the couples pass by holding hands, I even saw some people proposing. I think it’s a magical place. When I noticed the time it was getting dark and it was time to go home, I get up and I can feel like someone is watching me, but I shake the feeling and start walking towards the exit of the park so I could get to the subway to Brooklyn. As I walk up the steps I feel someone get a hold of my bag and pushing it. In shock, I fight back and within seconds I have a gun pointed at me, automatically I let go of my bag and look at the floor avoiding eye contact. It’s either the fight or flight, isn’t it? I tried the fight but didn’t work. He starts running with my bag and I and I fall on the floor shaking my head. I don’t know how or where from but a man comes running past me and pushes the criminal to the floor kicking him in the stomach. I close my eyes and scream but no sound comes out. I can feel my body shaking, my hands trembling. I was having a panic attack. Oh, fuck sake Liv get a hold of yourself. “Are you alright?” - I hear a low and husky voice that gives me chills. “Oh, y-yes, I think so.” - I start to get up and my legs fail and I fall on my knees feeling a shooting pain on them and automatically I feel a liquid down my legs. A pair of strong arms get a hold of me and grab me married style and carry me to a bench close by. “I’ll call 911 for you” - as he was grabbing his phone. “No, please. I-I can’t go to the hospital, my insurance won’t cover it, I’ll get a cab home and I’ll clean the wound and I’ll be fine” – I say trying to understand why I am explaining myself to someone I don’t even know. As I look up to see the stranger that helped me my heart skips a beat. He is tall, and when I say tall I mean really tall, 6'8 tall, tanned, mesmerising sky blue eyes, jet black hair and scruffy beard. He is dreamy, he’s sex on legs. I recognise his face from somewhere but I can’t put my finger on it. “Let me give you a ride then” - he says waking me up from my imagination that was flying high. “Oh, don’t worry really, I’ll get a cab” and I stand up but I Start limping my way to the street as I can't bend my knees, especially the right one "well done you idiot" - I say to myself. His eyes follow me, and he makes a sign for the cab to stop, he opens the door for me and when I sit he looks at me dead serious in the eyes. I feel chills down my spine, “Brooklyn please” - I say “Move to the other side,” he says. As if I am under his spell I move and he sits next to me. “What are you doing?” - I ask “Making sure you get home safe” I stay in silence, I couldn’t understand why a stranger would want to make sure I was safe, my anxiety started to kick in and I started to bite my nails. I give my address to the cab driver and all the way there we stay in silence. My mind keeps flying just thinking how perfect that man was. “You’re biting your lip” – He says looking deep into me. I blinked looking at him while I stop biting my lip. “We’re here miss, it's 57$” I open my wallet to get money out and I notice I don’t have enough, I start to go bright red thinking about the closer ATM for me to go get the money from. “Here, keep the change” - he says giving the cab driver money. We get out of the taxi and still looking at my wallet I say “let me pay you back, I can go to an ATM and get some money out” I can hear him laughing “I don’t need your money”“But, you need to get back to the city and you might need your money back and I am not a charity case”. “Don’t worry about me, and I didn’t say you were a charity case”. I start limping towards the door of my building and I look back and say “I’m Olivia by the way”“I know” - he says and answers his phone in a rude tone of voice “Dumbo Brooklyn” and turns the phone off. “How do you know my name?” – I ask looking at his face trying to remember where I know him from. “I know everything I want to, and I could see your ID on your wallet” - he says. “Well, thanks for your help... I don’t know your name”“Raphael” - he says looking a little surprised. “Thank you Raphael” - I get in the building closing the door behind me. When I get inside my flat I throw my bag on the sofa and take my shoes off and I cry “fucking hell this hurts”, I walk to the freezer grabbing a bag is peas and I throw myself on the sofa and put the bag on top of my right knee, I don't even want to look at it at the moment...

Chapter 3 Chapter 2 - Raphael

Raphael POV I am known as The shark of NY, I built my fortune, my parents couldn't afford much when I was a kid, so I knew not to ask anything from them, Mum worked 3 jobs and dad had 2 jobs so they could afford private school for me. My years of school were a nightmare, I was poor so I couldn't afford the same things as my colleagues, I couldn't go out for lunch and I definitely couldn't afford a car so I was Bullied. Because of that I always kept to myself and I studied hard, getting a full scholarship to Harvard business school, I was the best student of my year and I graduated with merit. College was messy, I met the love of my life, I thought I was going to marry her and the whole couple shit thing, but boy how wrong I was, she was a slut, and she slept with 3 different guys on the first couple of months we were together. After that I became myself. Cold, Distant, focused on my grades and I joined a gym. Bodybuilding became a passion and made my body desirable to other girls and obviously, I used that to my advantage. As a CEO I am known as Raphael Lockwood, I invest in small companies when they are almost bankrupt and I transform them, I make a lot of money just buying and selling businesses. I make my own luck, I make my own money and if I need to take someone down to make more money I will. After college, I worked for several big companies so I could learn the ropes, at 22 I got a loan and opened my first Restaurant, after that nothing stopped me. My business grew fast and I made a lot of money, I bought a house for my mother in Miami and I moved to New York. I am the CEO of my company and no one dares to double-cross me. Besides all of my legitimate business, I am a mafia boss. I control the Italian Mafia in America. From guns to drugs to strip clubs I do it all. I found out I was the heir from the Italian Mafia when my grandfather died, I was 25. I never met him, as my father decided to leave the mafia my grandfather never had the chance to meet me.  My father rejected it all but I didn’t. I was thirsty for money and power. I wanted all. Everything I was entitled to. My cousin Gabriel runs the Things in Italy. We decided to split the duty and rule together. I am a great assassin as well, and I do enjoy killing people that deserve it. I live a double life and I’m well proud of it. I am known as The Shark, sometimes both my lives collide and I need to be very careful how I present myself. To the general public, I am just a Rich womaniser CEO, but for high authorities and the crime world I am The Shark and I take my bite. The Russians are my biggest enemies, me and Gabriel try and keep them away from America and Italy but those bastards are like rats, appear everywhere. ********************* When she closes the door behind her I just want to knock it down and take her with me, who is that woman and what is she doing to me? I've never seen a woman so beautiful in my life. I get in the backseat of the town car and call Joseph - "I need a background check on Olivia Black, and I want it fast" – I say with a serious tone. “Sure boss, I’ll get someone right on it” – Joseph relies and I turn off my phone. I look through the window thinking how could she live in that shitty building, she was worth a lot more than that, and she deserved the world. I haven't seen women as more than just a fuck, the release of my sperm, an orgasm for years. I knew that women would be a weakness that I couldn't afford, so I'm starting to get really pissed off at myself for thinking about Olivia. The town car stops in front of my building and I get out getting the lift to my penthouse. I walk towards my private bar and grab a bottle of scotch pouring myself a glass. I finish my drink and walk into my office in as I close the door all the noise from NY stays out, I throw my body into my leather sofa and close my eyes covering them with my arm while holding my glass with my other hand. "Olivia what are you doing to me?" - I let myself say it out loud. My phone rings - "what?""I got the information on the girl Raph""Send it to my email" - and I hung up the phone, I get up holding the bottle of scotch and fill up my glass and walk towards my laptop. I hit print so I can read the information I need. She is just a regular girl, she studied business in Chicago, moved to NY a couple of years ago, has big student debt., lives on a rented 1 bedroom flat in Brooklyn, works at NYU under Lucas Scott. I bet he wants to fuck her, I bet he already tried, that fucker. I feel uncontrollable anger grow in my chest so I get up and grab the bottle and pour another glass. When I notice the bottle is empty and I can't stop looking at her photo that is attached to her file, long wavy blonde hair, almond-shaped green eyes, and her oval face, she has a cheeky smile on the photo and I remember her biting her lip. I want to bite her Lip. I start to feel something growing and my black jeans getting tight with the idea of biting her plump lips. I open my jeans feeling a bit of relief, I grab my phone and message Brooke "wanna have some fun?" - I walk towards my living room. "Sure, meet you in 10?""Ok" I reply 10 minutes later I hear her coming out of the Lift and getting inside my flat "fuck I need to change the password" - I think to myself I take my time having fun with her. She is just a cheap escape for my body. I've got needs that need to be dealt with and she definitely knows what she is doing. I have to admit that I never cared if they reached their pleasure or not. I am the main event and as long as I am satisfied everything is fine. She leaves my flat annoyed without looking at me. "She’ll get over it" - I say to myself I walk towards my en-suite and have a cold shower, brush my teeth, and go to bed. I look at Olivia's passport photo on my email on my phone and feel myself drift into dreamland.

Chapter 4 Chapter 3 - Meeting Mr Lockwood

Olivia POV I wake up still on my sofa with the light and the TV on, I look at the clock on the wall and I jump out off the sofa as I am late for work, I won't have time to wash my hair. "Shit, shit, I forgot to set my alarm" I walk into the bathroom and strip my clothes from the day before, I tie my hair into a messy bun and I turn on the shower and jump inside, I clean the dry blood from my knees and it hurts still. "You are so stupid Liv" - I say to myself getting out of the shower and wrapping myself on a towel. I turn the music on, on my phone and sing along while getting dressed, the music stops and my phone rings. I grab it and it's Lucas. "Hey Liv, good morning, can you grab me a latte on your way to work?""Good morning, yes but I will be a couple of minutes late, sorry""Don't worry about it, class today doesn't start until ten am and we have a Guest speaker today" I look at the time and it's seven-thirty and I sight. "Yeah I know" - shit I forgot it was Friday today and the class is later. "Ok see you then" – I reply a little annoyed with myself. "Bye" I answer After getting dressed I walk out of my building to find a town car parked in front of my building and the driver looks at me "Miss Black?" - He calls me "Yes that's me, can I help you?""This car is for you Miss" - he says My jaw drops opened "fuck, did Lucas sent me a car?""No miss, was Mr Lockwood" When I hear that name my mind explodes. Lockwood, Raphael Lockwood, it was him yesterday, how could've I been so stupid? I’ve seen photos of him on the tabloids, always with a different woman. "Oh, tell him thanks but I am ok getting the ferry"- I say offering the driver a smile and I walk away leaving the poor men hanging. But who the fuck did he think he was to send me a car? I owe him nothing, well except my life, but I don't need his charity. I hate being patronised. And oh boy he fucked up big time. I walk towards the ferry, paying my fee and walking to the top floor of the boat, I like to sit outside and Look at the city while I am arriving. I open my bag and take my book out and I start reading. When we get to Manhattan I put my book back and I click my heels going down the steps to get out of the ferry, then I run to the subway so I can get to NYU. I hate the smell on the subway and I start to think that if I accepted the town car I wouldn't have to deal with that smell. When I get to my stop I come out and walk into Starbucks and wait in Line completely distracted by the song that was playing, "Can I help?" I hear the barista say "Hi, can I please have a large Latte and a large Mocha please?""Sure, what’s the name?” “Olivia” – I say while she writes the name on the takeaway cups “It's 8.80$" – she says offering me a smile I get ready to pay "Here you go" and I give her money, as I get the change and start walking to the end of the counter to wait for the drinks I bump into a big, masculine, hard body "S-Sorry, Fuck" I let it come out of my mouth as I look at him, Raphael Lockwood dressed in a dark grey suit and a white shirt, the first button was undone and fuck me my legs felt weak to see him dressed like that. "Would be my pleasure" he smirks "What? oh" - and then it hit me – “That would never happen” – I let out between my teeth. "Miss Black" and he nods his head and walks away with his drink, I follow him with my eyes and I see him getting in the same town car that was stopped in front of my house. I hear my name being called so I grab my drinks and walk out, my heels clicking on the streets of New York was a dream for me, I loved it. I cross the street and I walk into NYU and go straight into Lucas's office. I knock on the door and I hear "come in" I get in smiling and give him his drink "Someone is in a good mood" – He says to me with a smile on his face. It’s been a while since Lucas Scott is trying to get me to go out with him. But I always said no, Anna thinks I should do it, just to get it over with, but I think it's highly inappropriate. "You know NY does that to me" - I lie, I was thinking about me bumping into Mr sexy. I walk to my desk and I put all my stuff down on top of it, I sip from my cup and start getting on with work. I lost track of time grading some papers when I hear someone knocking on the door and my first thought is "it's one of the Bimbos that come drawling all over Lucas". "Come in," we both say at the same time, Lucas looks at me with a genuine smile. My body stiffens up when I see who's behind the door. That Grey suit, that smell of expensive cologne, his scruffy beard, and messy hair. How I wish I could pass my fingers through that hair. “Snap out of it” – I think to myself. I snap out of it when he stops in front of my desk smiling at me and I hear Lucas introducing us . "Olivia, this is Raphael Lockwood, Raphael this is Olivia Black, my assistant". He smiles at me and says "Miss Black" I feel my face go bright red "Mr Lockwood" I say and shake his hand. Fuck me, His touch gave me Goosebumps and sent a wave of electric shock all the way down to my body. Although he is sex in legs I would never fall for someone like him. He is a disgusting pig, womaniser and I could never see myself with someone like him. I have some self-respect. I excuse myself walking towards the bathroom that is at the end of the corridor. I can’t control the physical reaction my body has to his touch. I walk in I look at myself in the mirror supporting my body weight on the sink "Control yourself Liv, you look like a school girl crushing on the captain of the football team""Are you crushing on me Miss Black?" – I hear his low and deep voice behind me making me jump. My legs shake with a hoe he made me jump, I turn my body towards him and he is dangerously close, so close that I could feel his coffee breath near my face. “Excuse me, personal space?” – I say to him crossing my arms on my chest – “And what are you doing in the ladies bathroom?” – I say with annoyance so he doesn’t realise how affected I am. Without hesitation he grabs my body and sits me on the sink, my legs like a magnet wrap around his waist and I can feel his hands around my ass. He leans in and talks in a low voice, like a whisper, near my neck giving me Goosebumps "If you knew what I would do to you right now If I could...."“Can you please get your hands off of me?” – I say looking into his eyes trying to push his body away from mine but without any success. “Are you sure Miss Black?” – He asks while plants a small kiss on my exposed neck “Yes” – I let out between my teeth closing my eyes. “Your tone of voice says otherwise” – He says pulling away from me with a smirk on his face. “You’re wrong” – I say as I get down of the sink allowing my feet to touch the floor but our bodies are still dangerously close. "If I could I would kiss your neck, and then go down your collar bone stopping at your boobs, I would let them out of that little bra of yours and suck them" I feel my body shake with the expectation of his touch and I say "Too bad you can't" and I make myself out of his reach.