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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."

Eazy_Hard · Urbain
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Hatred Gaze

"Dave, where are you? Aren't you coming?"

 Jean's voice sounded as if she wanted to cry when she asked Dave about this via the Line Voice Call application.

 "I'll come, I'm taking a break in the Rest Area with Dita."

 "Rest Area? You went with Dita? What did you go with?"

 "Motorcycle."

 "What?!" shouted Jean which made Dave move his cellphone a little away from his ear. "It's dangerous, Dave. What if something happens on the way? And you don't have a driver's license either, if you get caught then you can't come here, then what should I do?"

 Dave chuckled when he heard Jean lecturing on the phone, as well as Dita because now Dave had turned on the speaker and put his cellphone on the table so Dita could also hear what Jean was saying.