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My Ruthless Girlfriend

Amara Brown found out she has roots in the Mafia world, abandoning the family she does not feel connected with, she joins the Mafia and through hardwork becomes their gang leader, Amara Russo. Kidnapping, Murdering, Making people disappear, smuggling were the only things she knew. Her life turns topsy turvy when a new member joins their gang. He looks poor, pitiful and arrogant, but has good combat skills. Was he really like how he looks like or there is more to it? This was the question that kept bothering Amara since she met him ... "What happened? Why are you worried?" Joshua asked Amara. "That guy keeps staring at me, as if he knows who I am" "Maybe you are overthinking?" "No, his glance followed me wherever I went. I think our identities are compromised" "No, they won't be" "How?" "I am sorry Amara, just act along for five minutes." "Wha..." Amara couldn't complete her question as he sealed her lips with his. ... When Amara realizes one of her loyal people is hell bent on killing her to gain her position, she has to break the promise she made. What will she do? Disclaimer: The cover photo does not belong to me and if the creator has an issue with it please let me know, I'll remove it. Also, this story is a pure work of fiction

Mystical_night · Urban
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238 Chs

Mafia Bosses Are Horny

It was dinner time so Joshua ordered food and the two went to their rooms to shower before the food arrived, after the bath Joshua came to the living room to find Amara holding a medical kit.

"Come here" she ordered him and he sat next to her. 

He got excited with the thought of Amara dressing up his wounds, he felt warmth spread through his heart as this tough woman was ready to take care of him and cover all his wounds.

But the next moment what she did spilled water over his hopes.

She handed over the medical kit to him and ordered him to dress his own wounds by himself.

He looked at her with puppy eyes.

"What?"

"Is boss not going to dress up my wounds?"

"Who are we?"

"Huh"

"Who are we?" she again asked.

"Human Beings?"

"That we are but we two are a part of mafia and we should know how to dress up our own wounds."

"But…"

"Do you want the medical kit or not?"