Mafia King's Possession
[MATURE] "You belong to only me, Forever Mine" It was a great mistake for Prudence to have agreed to attend a high-status party at her friend's place. Maybe the bigger mistake was agreeing to that dance, or maybe that wine she threw on one of His men. But he did not care about his gang member. His red eyes shone with desire. The desire to make this girl his. The possession of her very soul. [The story is set in the 1890s] [Mature content warning] ——- The cover credits belong to the respective owner, no wishes for copyright defragmentation.
Responsibility
Lilian choked on her own saliva as she coughed upon hearing Vincent's words. She did not know he was waiting right outside. Her fingernails dug into the pads of her palm as she cursed Prudence for tricking her. Lilian was convinced it was Prudence's plan to make Vincent stand outside while she came in and provoked Lilian. "His Grace," Lilian lost all her words. She felt pathetic for having acted like that and wished the time could reverse itself.
"Yes, Lilian?" Vincent smiled at her. A smile that did not reach his eyes.