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The Mafia King's Girl

SYNOPSIS ‘’You can’t keep doing this princess, you make me ache for you. I want you, I want everything about you, not just your company but your body, all to myself. ‘’he says to her, his hard naked chest brushing against hers. She looks up at him, nervous and confused. Oh, how many things would he have given up to have those rosy lips right where he wanted them. ‘’But you are a dangerous man, you told me I shouldn’t trust you,’’ she says to him innocently. ‘’Oh kitten, I really am a dangerous man, but when it comes to you, all I want to do is fu…’’ ………………………………………….. He is the dangerous mafia king of new york, his world revolves around guns and drug shipments, murders, and everything illegal. The overly handsome lad that owns the heart of all women. But does it help, when a beautiful innocent woman sees something she shouldn’t have. A woman whose memory she lost, has no idea of what danger is, even if it’s a walking masterpiece. Can love prevail where betrayal stands, can lust overcome treachery? Tag along to unravel the mysteries in; THE MAFIA KING’S GIRL

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Chapter 75

"Romano's men have taken the body." 

The words hung in the air like poison gas, each syllable a potential detonator in the oppressive silence of Pavel Putin's office. The leather of his chair creaked as he leaned forward, his weathered hands splayed across the polished mahogany desk. The statement should have shattered him, should have brought the mighty Pavel Putin to his knees, but decades of violence and power had forged him into something harder than mere emotion could break.

"Say that again," Pavel commanded, his voice carrying the chill of a Siberian winter. "And choose your words carefully, Nikolay."

Nikolay shifted his weight, aware that even the slightest misstep could cost him his life. "Our sources confirm it, sir. Romano's men intercepted the transport team. They..." he hesitated, then forced himself to continue, "They left our men alive. Deliberately."

"Deliberately?" Pavel's eyebrow arched. "Explain."