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THE MAFIA'S MISTRESS
Her parents were murdered Her sister disappeared mysteriously and appeared dead on national TV but her body wasn't found She was left alone confused and betrayed She was admitted to the Rehab Everyone thought she was crazy After she got discharged from the Rehab that's when things turned the other way. She owe some people money, and they'll do anything to get it back and taking a loan that big was the reason she ended up a mistress to the Devil. ––– He slammed me violently against the wall, my eyes widened in shock, i felt my lungs intoxicated in his cologne he was undeniably close, his stare was a vivid glare shooting back at me I almost choked on my silava as he leaned towards me. "Are you Afraid of me?" he smirked and a reply I didn't have but my batting lashes were my only reply. He pushed his head against my ear, teasing my earlobe as his palm trailed down to my thigh but I grabbed his hand in a swift motion which amused him. "Don't," he loosens away from my grip getting hold of both my palm slamming them against the wall wearing a frantic glare that sent chills down my spine. "You know the rules Amirah, you knew what you signed up for when you agreed to be my mistress." The Devil's Mistress All right reserved ®Kim Lina Warning ⚠ Trigger/Content warning : may contain vulgar language , matured and sensual scene.
ONLY YOU (A Mafia Romance)
From two different worlds. They are both broken and yet they peiced both their broken halfs to form a heart. Didn't they know love wasn't made for them ? They knew but yet they fell for each other. Quinn Fields is a young clumsy lieutenant returning to the police force after cutting all ties from her abusive ex. She moves on renting a quiet apartment in Portland and works hard volunteering non stop so she can get promoted. On a night patrol she contacts a handsome stranger who was bruised and unconscious, being the generous and naive young woman she is, she takes him back to her apartment and cleans his wounds and the next morning the stranger is gone. Two weeks later she comes in contact with AXE-L one of the notorious and dangerous uprising gangsters. The leader of the gang is none other than the man she shared her kindness to and he returned her kindness with a gun pointed to her head. From two different worlds. They are both broken and yet they peiced both their broken halfs to form a heart. Didn't they know love wasn't made for them ? They knew but yet they fell for each other. Quinn Fields is a young clumsy lieutenant returning to the police force after cutting all ties from her abusive ex. She moves on renting a quiet apartment in Portland and works hard volunteering non stop so she can get promoted. On a night patrol she contacts a handsome stranger who was bruised and unconscious, being the generous and naive young woman she is, she takes him back to her apartment and cleans his wounds and the next morning the stranger is gone. Two weeks later she comes in contact with AXE-L one of the notorious and dangerous uprising gangsters. The leader of the gang is none other than the man she shared her kindness to and he returned her kindness with a gun pointed to her head.
Sold To The Arrogant Billionaire
"It can't be," she quivered in her thoughts. Shaky and sweaty, she prayed fervently that her worst nightmare wasn't becoming a harsh reality. Her blindfold slowly unmasked revealing the handsome devil of a man before her, Tristan. "How comical" just her luck that she's seeing the handsome devil once again. "How comical indeed, miss me? " He winked at her as she blush a little forgetting about her unfortunate state. "You've got the guts to be comical when you have me hostage. I swear, when my father hears about this," she threatened, but he laughed, dismissing her empty words. He walked up to her, squatting down a little, and smiled as he looked right into her eyes—something he couldn't help but find captivating, as if they were worth their weight in Willow. "What do you want from me, I don't have anything I owe you." She cries out in a struggle he tilts his head sideways. "That's the thing princess you don't owe me anything but your old man does." it felt like her heart dropped and it was audible through the quiet room, she gasps looking down at the cold floor swimming In her thoughts what her father must have gotten himself into after all these years. And of all people, why did it had to be Tristan Donovan ? "Please don't hurt him..." she sobs as he holds her chin pulling it close as their nose touches. "I would never hurt him, besides he's not in the bet." she gasped again louder trying to make sure it wasn't what she was thinking. "What do you mean by a bet?" She asked as he brings out a cigarette and lights it up puffing it in her face in an attempt to irritate her. "Your father is a regular customer at my casino, so I made a deal with him. If he wins, he gets half of my property and my casino," he disclosed. She didn't quite comprehend how she got involved but remained curious. "He lost, didn't he?" she sighed, anticipating her bitter fate. "Like a toddler playing with fire, he got burnt so quick it was pathetic, you just had to be there." he mocked her unfortunate fate. "But my father doesn't have any property. What could he possibly give you that got me involved?" she questioned. He pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, pressing it into ash and tossing it aside. Horror flashed in her eyes as a simple thought struck her. "And this is the best part of the deal, that's where you come in, sweetheart." Her eyes widened in shock, unable to believe her father had pulled such a foolish stunt, essentially selling her over a bet. "And if I don't..." she dared him, attempting to threaten, but he remained unfazed. He brings out a gun and points it's directly at her and fires it as she hears something or actually someone drop. ***** Willow Davis finds herself wedge in between one of her father's gamble, having lost the bet she is sold to the ruthless arrogant billionaire, Tristan Donovan, who wants nothing more than to make out a trophy of her. over the course of time they slowly get close but fear of falling in love Tristan has set three rules; "NO STAYING IN CONFINED OR CLOSED PLACES TOGETHER NO ANY FORM OF PHYSICAL CONTACT NO FALLING IN LOVE" But what happens when he's caught up in his own web and breaks one or all together? How far will he go, riding of every single rule? Will the arrogant billionaire finally fall in love? find out in SOLD TO THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE.
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