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Femme Fatale:The Queen Of Chess

Volume 1 - Completed  Volume 2 - After 212 chapters (Book status: Completed) "You can't cage me here like this, I'm going!" Renna Amaryllis yelled at him and approached the knob when a six spiked blade flew past her cheek and hit the door. "You can't, unless I find the truth about you." Ronan's serene orbs flickered evil as his right hand man standing nearby trembled, while Renna smirked meaningfully playing vulnerable card. _._._._ "Hey, I've brought you food and meds." Renna stepped inside the room when Ronan leaped to hold the tray when the duvet slipped from his naked body revealing a hardened bulge. "Face, torso or my sexy dick?" His narcissistic question heated a passion within her. _._._._ A woman gave a lopsided grin while swirling the wine glass, reading the headlines on the TV.  "Checkmate! Ronan Ross is dead." Renna Amaryllis was assigned to shot her doting ex-husband dead, while he struggled to win his 'dead wife' back. It's just a pity that she wanted his head, after falling into his hands intentionally.  As she proceeded with her strategies, the underworld Lord grew suspicious.  Finally acknowledging that it was a wrong move and that she had already triggered a war within three mafia rulers!  ••• https://discord.gg/4FW69JpcVA (for spoilers and to chat with me.) _._._._ TAGS: #mafiaKing #CEO #StrongLeads #technology #action #cleverFemale #gunsAndbullets #killing #deadWifecomesBack  ._._._._. • Must read the introductory auxiliary chapter first.

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What The Fuck Is Happening?

Ronan Ross opened the tube and placed it on her tummy and stood up from the bed, murmuring to himself and began pouring out the ointment on Renna's tummy.

"I don't know why you are posing as someone else but I assure you, Amaris, this time if you will suffer then the calamity has to step on me first."

Ronan's hands began to skim through her body as he started from her neck and travelled down on her breasts, when he murmured to himself in an apologetic manner because of course he needed to ask for his wife's permission first.

"I...I'm deeply sorry, Renna for not asking for your consent. But I'm sure you will understand."

Ronan chuckled to himself and smeared the ointment on her plump breasts while glancing at Renna's sleeping face. Though he felt himself driven by lustful impulse before which died soon after realizing the truth, Ronan Ross gazed at the lady with a warm expression filled in his eyes.

"You can't sue, right? You would not, haha."