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Mafia's Little Angel : Married to the Cold-Blooded Devil

Warning: This story contains elements of 21 years and over (R-18 in British Board's Classification) such as intense romance, brutal action, discussion of various kinds of gun, betrayal and the use of harsh language that are uncomfortable for some readers. * * * * * Power, Wealth and Women. Growing up in a foster environment of a famous mafia made David Stockholm must be dragged into the world full of desire. Spending his teenage-life surrounded by bullets and blood makes him a scary person. Although he has now grown into a CEO of a multi-national company that is classified as one of the ten richest companies in the world, and has the charm like a Greek God still can not cover his identity as a sadistic and merciless mafia. Even though he had almost everything, there was still a turmoil in his heart. The thing he has never been satisfied by all that he has achieved so far by sweat and blood. What if Angeline Youngblood, a charming and innocent girl who was always worshiped and usually became an object of wild fantasy by every single men, had something--that no other woman had--that could make David feel fulfilled; his deepest desires. But David's old sin which he had left behind a dozen years ago now reappeared, threatening his life and those around him, making David have to give all he had to protect it. "No matter how many bullets have to be embedded in my body. No matter how much blood I have left. As long as I can breathe, this breath will always protect you."

Eazy_Hard · Urban
Not enough ratings
153 Chs

Meeting Jean's Parents

Maybe their first date was not going as the way she expected. However, Jean feels happy and grateful, because she can spend time with Dave, especially because she can get closer to Dave's mother.

      For her, it is very valuable and will never be forgotten.

      And now, Jean is hugging Dave's waist from behind, while they both ride on Dave's motorbike, because Dave wants to take Jean back to her house.

      "Aren't you going to come in first?"

      Dave took off his helmet. He shook his head a little because he felt a few strands of hair covering his eyes. And when Dave did that, it looked really cool in Jean's eyes. "It's okay, I have something to take care of anyway."

      "Where are you going?"

      "Somewhere. I'll let you know when I get home."

      Jean responded with a soft nod, but after that, Dave could see Jean biting her own lower lip while raising her eyebrows slightly. "Mmm ... Dave ..."

      "What?"