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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]

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#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#SWEET
#FACESLAPPING
#MAFIA
#ALPHA
#PREGNANCY

Fall perfectly into place

Clyde ignored Cadwell's question and stepped forward, extending his hand.

 

Mr. Cadwell eyed the hand and slowly reached out to shake it.

 

"I am pleased to finally meet you, Mister Garter."

 

I watched as the two men shook hands.

 

For some strange reason, Clyde seemed to enjoy being called Mister Barrow.

 

He stepped in front of me protectively and whispered through the corner of his lips.

 

"Lord Tristan gives his approval and hopes you know what you're doing."

 

I nodded my head in understanding. "I do. I also have a bit of the answer I was searching for."

 

I looked to Mr. Cadwell, whose eyes were narrowed in suspicion.

 

"You can trust Lord Tristan," Clyde added. "And you don't have to worry about Jonas anymore."

 

"How so?"

 

Before Clyde could respond, another man approached us and interrupted us.