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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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#MAFIA
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#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#COUNTERATTACK

SPICY AND HOT.

"Dance with me," he repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Dance!" Eisley laughed but Irwin was already pulling her gently into the thrumming crowd, making his way toward the dance floor where the rhythm pulsed like a living heartbeat.

Eisley's arms wrapped around Irwin's neck, and with a graceful yet swift motion, he guided her onto the dance floor, their eyes locked in a silent conversation.

Eisley shivered as she felt his hands glide over her bare back, tracing a delicate path up to her neck. Her lips parted, her gaze fixed on Irwin.

"I didn't know you could dance," she murmured.

His cheek brushed against hers as he inhaled deeply, savouring the moment. "And why's that?" he asked.

"I don't know. You just didn't seem like the dancing type."

Irwin chuckled. "I'm not, but tonight, I want to make you feel like you're floating," he said, pulling her closer, his grip firm around her waist.