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Mafia Boss wife

Lara Carter, eighteen years old, was forced to sign a marriage contract at the age of sixteen to Scott Miller, a.k.a Blade, the person she feared, by her grandfather. After signing the contract, she runs away from home. Blade, a heartless Mafia Boss, killed and tortured anyone who crossed his path without mercy. His face was always cold and void of emotion, but everything changed when a high school student saved him on the verge of death.  He felt something he had never felt before, he felt his heart skip a beat, and her face won't leave his mind. Her eyes, lips, smile, and voice sound like a singing angel, pulling him out from the darkness. And he wants all those feeling, and he can only have them if he has her. He wants Lara Carter, and he'll do everything to have her, but how could he do that when just a mention of his name scared her? His men feared blade, but no one knew what he looked like except those close to him. He always had a mask on every time he faced his men.  Everyone thought that Blade was an ugly, scary man hiding behind his mask.  Let's all follow Blade and Lara's Journey in discovering each other secrets, fighting for their life, and love from the claws of Blade's enemies, as well as from Lara's hidden identity.

Hope_seeker · Urban
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67 Chs

CHAPTER 29

LARA

Around four in the afternoon, we left the compound, as Scott's men called it. I'm so happy that it seems all his men like me. Every time they sense Scott getting angry, they will slowly move behind me, which looks very funny and makes me chuckle every time.

We have already been on the road for two hours, and I feel so tired. Lilly rides with Jaxon and Harry in my car because she fears Scott. James is driving, and Mark sits beside him in the front seat. 

I sighed and leaned my head on Scott's shoulder. He was doing something on his laptop that was on his lap. He looked up at me and smiled.

"You can sleep. We still have three hours before we reach home." He whispered, placing a kiss on my cheek.  He chuckled when I stole a kiss on his lips. I smiled, then laid my head on his lap. He shook his head, closed his laptop, and placed it on the floor. He moves further near the window, so I have more space to lay down.