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The Mafia's queen: Entangled with a psycho.

[This book contains both matured contents and matured thoughts. P.S, this author is very shameless.] Of all the things that could possibly happen to her, the least one she expected was falling in love with an overbearing, conceited, rich mafia boss.~ .... ' Becca, you will be mine, all mine and there's no where to run. You can't escape from me.' Becca Ramus, a beautiful young woman who's only wish for herself was to have a simple and easy life but it seemed her wish wasn't quite granted as she was born an illegitimate child of a rich womanizing businessman whose wife, Regina, is a cold-hearted tyrant. She left Massachusetts to New York to build her own business empire but somehow gets the attention of a dangerous mafia boss, who is hell-bent on keeping her as his woman. Leo Kane, a very good looking rich businessman, who is also a dangerous Mafia boss. He meets Becca and falls hard for her, harder than the fall the devil had when he fell from heaven. He becomes determined to get her at all cost and claim her as his woman. The question is will he succeed? " Oh, you should have known me by now Becca, I never lose." He said with a smirk while caressing her face with his hands. Hello guys, welcome to my very first novel . Please check it out and have a great time. please pardon my grammar errors. Thanks This book contains a lot of harsh abusive language and violent scenes so read at your own risk.

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Chapter(Hundred)Twenty Four: Wheelchair

Leo hated his wheelchair. He despised having the wretched thing anywhere near him, and though he never truly expressed his hatred for it, the silent glares he sent or even the hostile frown he had on his face when he first sat on it passed a clear message across. As expected, Becca was the first one to detect his disdain for the wheelchair as he prayed it would burn in hell because that was exactly where things like it belonged. In hell.

At some point in the matter, Becca didn't even understand where his resentment was from anymore. She tried. She did her best to pacify his bitterness by getting him a wheelchair of his favorite color. Black, hoping he would hate it less. Colors have always been a turning factor for her. One minute she might completely hate something but if that same thing turns blue the next, it automatically goes from being the most repulsive aspect of existence to being fairly acceptable.