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The Mysterious Mafia Boss Is My Mate?

[Warning: Mature Content] Cecile, an unyielding woman, finds herself on the run from ruthless foes–werewolves faithful to her scheming ex-boyfriend. In the midst of this chaos, she lands into the care of Tristan, a feared Mafia boss renowned for his intense dislike of women, and unbeknownst to most, an Alpha Werewolf. Facing imminent danger, Cecile begs for Tristan's protection, striking a bargain that breaks through Tristan's longstanding aversion to women. Stirred by her plea and her unique scent, he agrees. The two share an unforgettable night that intertwines their destinies. A month later, Cecile holds a secret–an unborn child from that memorable night. Hoping to escape her past, she leaves the city. Yet, her past isn't done with her, pulling her back into the very place she fled. When she crosses paths with Tristan, he recognizes her–her scent acting as a beacon, challenging his conditioned aversion to women. Cecile is swept up in a maelstrom of emotions, caught between seeking revenge on her ex and her burgeoning feelings for Tristan. Will Cecile accept her destiny as the mother to a werewolf's child? Can Tristan handle his newfound emotions for a human woman? ***** Daily updates [00:05 GMT+8]

KiX_x_X · Fantasi
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177 Chs

First step

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My head spun again as I tried to think of how I knew this guy.

 

It all seemed weird how it felt like I knew some of them even when I could have sworn I had never met them.

 

Then it suddenly clicked.

 

"I know you!" I exclaimed, "You were in that picture of me and Damian!"

 

"Yes, I am one of the men in the pictures," he said as he bowed to me. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

 

Tristan's head whipped to Gaston, and for some reason I saw a look of rage cross his features.

 

Did I say something wrong?

 

Bam!

 

It all looked like a blur, but just as one minute passed, Tristan was sitting by my side. The next, he had his hands tightly wrapped around Gaston's neck.

 

"What did you just say to her? Don't lie to me," Tristan growled, tightening his grip as I watched with wide eyes. "Tell me the truth!"