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Femme Fatale:The Queen Of Chess

Volume 1 - Completed  Volume 2 - After 212 chapters (Book status: Completed) "You can't cage me here like this, I'm going!" Renna Amaryllis yelled at him and approached the knob when a six spiked blade flew past her cheek and hit the door. "You can't, unless I find the truth about you." Ronan's serene orbs flickered evil as his right hand man standing nearby trembled, while Renna smirked meaningfully playing vulnerable card. _._._._ "Hey, I've brought you food and meds." Renna stepped inside the room when Ronan leaped to hold the tray when the duvet slipped from his naked body revealing a hardened bulge. "Face, torso or my sexy dick?" His narcissistic question heated a passion within her. _._._._ A woman gave a lopsided grin while swirling the wine glass, reading the headlines on the TV.  "Checkmate! Ronan Ross is dead." Renna Amaryllis was assigned to shot her doting ex-husband dead, while he struggled to win his 'dead wife' back. It's just a pity that she wanted his head, after falling into his hands intentionally.  As she proceeded with her strategies, the underworld Lord grew suspicious.  Finally acknowledging that it was a wrong move and that she had already triggered a war within three mafia rulers!  ••• https://discord.gg/4FW69JpcVA (for spoilers and to chat with me.) _._._._ TAGS: #mafiaKing #CEO #StrongLeads #technology #action #cleverFemale #gunsAndbullets #killing #deadWifecomesBack  ._._._._. • Must read the introductory auxiliary chapter first.

Aysel_Inara · Urban
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Melting Between Thighs || Preview 1

*This chapter contains a preview for the future story of Ross children, which is available on Webnovel now as promised to be published in August.* 

~ If you've unlocked this chapter with paid coins and are regretting then probably you did not read the title of the chapter carefully. 

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Melting Between Thighs.

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~ Chapter 1

The lady's irritated gaze was fixated on the man clad in decent clothing sitting in front of her, wearing specs he was blabbering quite contrary to his appearance. She could not bear him any more than the past ten minutes for neglecting the table manners on their first date, which of course seemed to be arranged because the woman was still wearing her working attire.

A waitress approached them both hesitantly wearing a professional smile on her youthful face, as she questioned the lady once again silently praying for receiving some merciful attention. 

"Would you like something else, ma'am?"