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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!"

I_nightshade · Urbano
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#WEAKTOSTRONG
#REVENGE
#SWEET
#MAFIA
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#COUNTERATTACK

THE RAINY NIGHT

A week later, on a chilly and rainy night, with gentle rain tapping against the window, Irwin sat in his home office, as Robert stood nearby, diligently making his reports.

"Sir? Do you want to return home with Mrs Kent?" Robert inquired, his tone cautious.

"Should I return home without my wife?" Irwin replied, his voice carrying a hint of sarcasm.

"No, sir. I'm sorry for stating the obvious. Do you want me to book the tickets now?" Robert asked, a bit flustered.

"No, I won't be flying commercial," Irwin said, extinguishing his cigarette in the ashtray with a deliberate motion. "I'll let you know when I'm ready, and Charles..." He sighed, leaning back and fixing his gaze on Robert.

"I think you should go after him. Even though the police cleared your name, Charles needs to be found."