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Lured Into The Mafia's Den

Draymond Martinez, a mysterious New York tycoon, rarely appears in public due to his obsessive-compulsive disorder. Draymond is the CEO of Martinez Corporation and the legendary mafia don of the ‘Jade Dragon Triad.’ Living in seclusion, he often grapples with inner turmoil when his OCD takes control. His mother’s tragic and untimely passing drove him to find justice for her. Suddenly, a deadly ambush pushed him to the edge of death. Just when all hope seemed lost, fate intervened, and Zarina Celesti Vasquez, a renowned fashion designer, came as his savior. *** “Marry me, Zarina,” he begged, desperation in his eyes. He instantly regretted his boldness, muttering, “I think I’m becoming straightforward.” Zarina blinked rapidly, her eyes widening, and she stood with her hands on her hips. “No way. I don’t want to marry a man who sees marriage as just another business venture.” She turned her back to him and flipped her long black hair, making her rejection crystal clear. Draymond cleared his throat, attempting to persuade her. “I need a wife,” he stated seriously. Zarina burst into laughter, finding the situation absurd. “Mr. Martinez, I think you need a psychologist to check your brain because it seems you’re struggling to understand my simple condition.” Feeling insulted, Draymond clenched his teeth. “I’ll pay you a substantial amount for this business marriage, and I’ll be a great husband who will warm your bed every night!”

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CHAPTER 75: CASSANDRA?

The delightful scent of flowers and chirping birds surrounded Zarina as she entered the hospital garden. The air was filled with the indistinct chatter of people enjoying the serene surroundings. The garden, with its well-trimmed grass, non-flowering plants, and an array of blooming flowers, presented a pleasant and comforting view for patients at the hospital. 

Sometimes, the therapy people seek isn't found in medicines and drugs but in the freshness of the air and the soothing embrace of nature.

Concrete benches were scattered throughout the landscape, offering spots for rest and contemplation.

Zarina found a vacant bench and pressed the call button on her phone, connecting with Karina. The voice on the other end filled her ears. "Hello? Zari? Is everything going well?"

"Yes, he agreed," Zarina replied, a sense of accomplishment evident in her voice.