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Falling for a Mafia

She stood nervously opposite this grey eyes delinquent. No matter how hard she tried to avoid him, he’s always coming back to her. Her breath hitch the more he leans closer to her. He smells so good, so she thought. Her back lean against his desk as her eyes lock with his. He was something words can’t describe. “Why are you scared of me, Ariel ?” “I’m not..” she stuttered. She seems to lose her breath at just his sight. “What if I kiss you right now ?” He asked and that seems to make her heartbeat skip. They were inch apart and all she could feel is his hot breath against her neck. “I’m not feeling very well…” he told her trailing his fingers on the naive brunette. “Why are you telling me this ?” “I want you to be my nurse. Kiss me till I feel better. Or maybe…” He whispered leaning closer to her so she could feel him. “Babysit me tonight..” .••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She is the good girl. She is no different from a boring introvert. She likes to read and stay indoors. One dream she’d always loved was going to nun school. Being a sister and serving in a convent. She was about taking her vows in church, but all her dreams went down the drain when her male best friend stole everything away from her. Tearing away her holy garment as he stole her innocence. She hated herself, she hated her life and she despised her family. They despised her more for making them lose their positions in the church. And that seems to break her down. She hated her world and maybe men. Just when she was picking up her broken life, Gray Carter walks into her life. But what happens when his world is filled with mysteries and secrets?

Areum · Urban
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207 Chs

Chapter 125 II

I turn to rush to the living room but I stop on my track when the footsteps get closer to the front door. I panic and rush to the kitchen and scamper for any weapon. I try to muffle my scared whimpers and I pick up a knife. I tiptoe to the windows and pull down the blinds and all I can see is a shadow. I barely could tell what it looks like but it’s a man. He wears a hoodie and the hood covers his face. He pulls out his phone and pace around as he dials a number. I see that as an opportunity to come out and so I did. I quietly open the front door still deciphering if I should wake the others. I close the door and hide the knife behind me as I walk to this invador. He looks busy with his phone as he paces to the backyard. I hastily follow and thought of a way to attack a trespasser without hurting them. I walk closer and he swiftly turns around when I am about to charge at him.