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Mafia King's Possession

[MATURE] "You belong to only me, Forever Mine" It was a great mistake for Prudence to have agreed to attend a high-status party at her friend's place. Maybe the bigger mistake was agreeing to that dance, or maybe that wine she threw on one of His men. But he did not care about his gang member. His red eyes shone with desire. The desire to make this girl his. The possession of her very soul. [The story is set in the 1890s] [Mature content warning] ——- The cover credits belong to the respective owner, no wishes for copyright defragmentation.

Eaagles_wings · Fantasy
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Being Herself

In the guest sitting room, Marzea sat fanning herself with a paper fan while Lilian gritted her teeth, "Who is this new girl?" It was utterly unacceptable for Lilian when she had heard that she was not only given access to the Mafia king's living quarters but a room that faced his. 

Marzea sighed. She was already tired of answering so many questions, "For what I heard, she comes from Ink Road." 

"That place!?" Lilian exclaimed while scrunching her nose at the same time, "I am sure there is a misunderstanding. There is no way Vincent would pick someone from that rat farm."