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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

Same Satisfaction*

[Warning: Mature Content Ahead]

Aaron continued caressing her cheeks while kissing her.

Amara always loved it when Aaron caressed her cheeks, so she kissed him harder and pushed her tongue inside his mouth. Aaron gladly welcomed her and their tongues slowly tasted one another.

Unlike their kiss earlier, the two people calmed down, and slowly savoured the taste of their mouths. 

Tasting one another's sweet saliva while rolling their tongues together, Aaron and Amara felt like they have been transported to some other world where they are the only people living there, away from everyone else.

Aaron's hand moved down from her cheeks to her neck, he traced the skin of her neck with the back of his hand and it went further down, with him tracing her shoulder, then her hands, still feeling it with the back of his hand.