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I MADE A DEAL WITH A GANGSTER

Eisley Sawyer was promised to Magnus Sawyer by her mother at a tender age for marriage. However, Magnus turned out to be far from a loving husband. He is one to cheat and beat her up, whether she was at fault or not. Desperate to escape this nightmare, Eisley overheard the local wives discussing a notorious gangster and businessman coming to town. This man, Irwin Kent, happened to be her husband's boss—a man known for having any woman he desired, even those married to his employees. Eisley saw in Irwin a man more powerful than her husband, presenting her with a potential escape route. But how long could she rely on this path without falling for her saviour? EXTRACT: Magnus gazed at Irwin, then dropped to his knees. "Forgive me, but she's all I have. I can't lose her. I love her so much. Please, let her come back to me." Irwin leaned back, eyes fixed on the ceiling as the smoke from his cigarette clouded his view. "She wants a divorce." A heavy silence filled the room. Irwin sat up, scrutinizing Magnus, who remained on his knees, utterly bewildered. "My wife is still very young and naive." "Is she? She strikes me as quite bold and wise," Irwin countered, "She's my type," he added, biting his lower lip with a smirk that made Magnus furious. "Sir, Eisley is my whole life!"

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#WEAKTOSTRONG
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JUST LIKE HIM

"Sir!" Tiara— Constance Kent's assistant said, as he pushed her door ajar. However, Robert held her down. 

Irwin nervously clicked the safety off the gun, his hands steady as he aimed it at Constance. In a long, tense silence, they locked eyes, the metal of the gun still cold and unwavering in his grip, pointed directly at her.

"It's my son," Constance's lips curved into a serene smile as she leaned back in her comfortable office chair, her gaze fixed on Irwin's bloodshot eyes. 

"Why did you do it?" 

Constance's eyebrows arched, and a wicked smile slowly spread across her face. 

"Oh, your wife? Not your warehouse?" she sighed, and in an instant, the vase positioned behind her shattered into pieces with a twinkling sound.

She looked behind her, and back at Irwin, his gaze looked deadlier than usual. "This is your last warning Mother, you touch her again, and I won't miss the next one, is that clear?"