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The irresistible slow poison

|Stripper×Mafia boss×CEO| [Volume one: Heaven's hell] "On your knees," he said and she did as ordered. He tied a silk cloth around her eyes to make sure that she can't look at him while he fucks her. She feels disrespected every time he does this but who was she to deny him when he has her heart in his palms? "Can you kiss me today, please?" she begged but her begging didn't matter. It was only returned with a smack on her ass as a punishment. "You know that I don't kiss. Stop making silly demands or you can leave." "I am sorry, master." That's how it was; she wasn't respected enough, but still, she couldn't leave. He had her heart while she was just a booty call. She would endure everything just to get some more time with him but still, she wasn't appreciated. And when she finally decides to move on, he is on his knees, begging her to stay. And what was the 'so-called handsome CEO' doing in the orphanage where she goes every now and then? He couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from her. The once ignored girl was now being chased by two important figures and everyone started calling her 'The irresistible slow poison' On top of everything, the cute children were there to make things a thousand times better. Her besties were her protectors. They gave her so much happiness and love that she forgot all of her pain. Yet there's someone after her life. Unexpected things start to happen one after another. A book with diverse cultures, races, and love and full of angst. Fast-paced but also a slow burn. PS: the cover isn't mine.

gottastudyyyy · Urban
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169 Chs

Bad memories

Flashback,

"Mom, you guys always fulfill every wishes of Nivea. I also need a new pair of sneakers. The ones I wear are worn-out. Everyone makes fun of me. They call me names and I don't like this," the little Heaven whined.

Her parents helplessly looked at each other. They didn't have the money to buy her a new pair of sneakers.

They could barely find food to survive but they did get Nivea a pair of sneakers last month.

Ever since then Heaven has been running after them for one. Her's ones were in a worse situation but her parents failed in seeing that.

"My shoes even has a hole in them. I need new pairs," she cried out. And only then they realized that she was indeed telling the truth.

"Heaven, you are old enough to realize that we are poor. We can't afford to buy you a pair of sneakers! Grow up," her mother said while glaring at her face.

"But you got Nivea a pair!"