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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 183 II

After dancing for a long time , we scurry to the counter. I order for water including Alexa. I feel like I’ve had enough. And seriously, I have. We talked and laugh at ourselves as we heard a gun shot. We look back at the dance floor and my breath ceased. God not again. The next thing that follows is a gun fire.

” Get down…” Alexa shouts as we duck down the counter.

” Russians.” Alexa mutters.

People screams as they hide. Other gun men in the club pull out their guns as they exchange bullets.

” Let’s get out of here.” Alexa shouts as she grabs my arms.

The gun fire didn’t cease. I cover my ears as we rush to the entrance but a gun shot made us turn back.

” Why are they here?” I ask Alexa.

” Running from something princess?” A guy asks as we stop right in front of him. He’s got a eye patch and he has a gun. Obviously a Russian because his accent sold him out.

He pulls out his gun but Alexa was smarter, she shot him right on the head.