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Mafia's Little Angel : Married to the Cold-Blooded Devil

Warning: This story contains elements of 21 years and over (R-18 in British Board's Classification) such as intense romance, brutal action, discussion of various kinds of gun, betrayal and the use of harsh language that are uncomfortable for some readers. * * * * * Power, Wealth and Women. Growing up in a foster environment of a famous mafia made David Stockholm must be dragged into the world full of desire. Spending his teenage-life surrounded by bullets and blood makes him a scary person. Although he has now grown into a CEO of a multi-national company that is classified as one of the ten richest companies in the world, and has the charm like a Greek God still can not cover his identity as a sadistic and merciless mafia. Even though he had almost everything, there was still a turmoil in his heart. The thing he has never been satisfied by all that he has achieved so far by sweat and blood. What if Angeline Youngblood, a charming and innocent girl who was always worshiped and usually became an object of wild fantasy by every single men, had something--that no other woman had--that could make David feel fulfilled; his deepest desires. But David's old sin which he had left behind a dozen years ago now reappeared, threatening his life and those around him, making David have to give all he had to protect it. "No matter how many bullets have to be embedded in my body. No matter how much blood I have left. As long as I can breathe, this breath will always protect you."

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The Demon Prince's Embarrassing Moment

Ainsley carefully blew the spoonful of fried rice she made herself and brought it to David's mouth. Ainsley learned that David really liked the specialties of this country called Indonesia when he happened to run into Hendrick Brasco in the kitchen who was stuffing a very expensive looking bottle of wine into the cooler.

Hendrick tells Ainsley what David's favorite foods are and advises her to start learning how to make them. With Ainsley's long experience in the kitchen, making fried rice is quite easy for her.

"What the fuck are you doing?" David asked, frowning and giving Ainsley a look of contempt.

"Feeding you, what else?"

"Just put it on the table and you can bring your ass out, just do whatever you wanna do."

David stands up, wearing a black leather jacket that he puts on his shoulders without sticking his hands in the sleeves and the zipper is left open. Ainsley could see the white bandages wrapped almost all over David's upper body.