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Mafia's Little Angel : Married to the Cold-Blooded Devil

Warning: This story contains elements of 21 years and over (R-18 in British Board's Classification) such as intense romance, brutal action, discussion of various kinds of gun, betrayal and the use of harsh language that are uncomfortable for some readers. * * * * * Power, Wealth and Women. Growing up in a foster environment of a famous mafia made David Stockholm must be dragged into the world full of desire. Spending his teenage-life surrounded by bullets and blood makes him a scary person. Although he has now grown into a CEO of a multi-national company that is classified as one of the ten richest companies in the world, and has the charm like a Greek God still can not cover his identity as a sadistic and merciless mafia. Even though he had almost everything, there was still a turmoil in his heart. The thing he has never been satisfied by all that he has achieved so far by sweat and blood. What if Angeline Youngblood, a charming and innocent girl who was always worshiped and usually became an object of wild fantasy by every single men, had something--that no other woman had--that could make David feel fulfilled; his deepest desires. But David's old sin which he had left behind a dozen years ago now reappeared, threatening his life and those around him, making David have to give all he had to protect it. "No matter how many bullets have to be embedded in my body. No matter how much blood I have left. As long as I can breathe, this breath will always protect you."

Eazy_Hard · 现代言情
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153 Chs

Cederic's First Parachute Falls Experience

 Cederic scratched his chin which didn't actually itch. "Everything is so abstract. As long as I live, I have never met anyone who has such extraordinary hacking abilities besides Amanda. Is there any possibility that this mysterious hacker is a member of your former division in the government?"

 Amanda shook her head softly, "No, only I can do this, even in all government divisions at the time."

 The three of them were silent for a moment, making Marshall nervous. "What have you been talking about, actually?"

 David typed a message on his cell phone then turned to look at Marshall. "Can you pilot a helicopter?"

 Marshall nodded while puffing out his chest, proud of what he was about to say. "Of course, I used to even control a fighter jet when I was still—"