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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

Will You Marry Me?

"Aaron, are you scared of eating it?" Amara glared at him suspiciously making him laugh.

"I am indeed a bit scared, won't deny" He kissed her cheek and he cut a big piece out of it.

"Wow" he exclaimed in surprise as from the inside, the cake had the perfect texture.

Creamy cake with blueberry sauce and pieces between the layers.

"You sure, you baked this?" he asked.

"Do you want to spend your weekend in celibacy?"

"I am sure this amazing cake can only be cooked by you" Aaron immediately changed his stand making her laugh.

He took a bite of the cake and went speechless, as this cake tasted heavenly.

Aaron closed his eyes and savoured the taste of his favourite flavoured cake.

Amara looked at him in anticipation and she could see on his face, how much he is enjoying it. 

He was not eating the cake he was savouring it.