My Sweet Revenge Against The Mafia Boss
The Plan was simple
"First I work my way into his empire, then I become one of his bodyguards—should be pretty easy considering I've been training for this moment my entire life. But to take him down, I'll need to access his hidden records. But the real question is how...?"
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Her Pregnant mother murdered in cold blood.
Her father and twin brother burnt to ashes right before her eyes.
Carrie's world is torn apart in a single night by none other than The Reaper— a notorious Mafia Boss who's very name conjures fear and death.
Now a full blown assassin but working part-time as a nurse, and haunted by the memories of her past, Carrie is consumed by a single obsession: revenge. When fate hands her a twisted opportunity —Victor, the only son of the Reaper, brings in his fiancée for emergency surgery after a tragic accident—Carrie seizes her chance. She switches places with her, infiltrating Victor's household as his bride-to-be, intending to use him to get to his father and her main target, The Reaper.
In this unlikely romance, Carrie must navigate through a dangerous web of lies, secrets, and her own internal conflict. What happens when her mission of vengeance clashes with a force she never saw coming—Love?
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"Ha! I knew you wouldn't have the guts to do it, even with the knife to my throat"
"I'm a trained assassin who kills for a living. Only one thing stands between you and death"
"And what is that?"
"The love I have for your son"
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Chapter: He Is SheVictor’s POV The sensation of water filling my lungs jolted me awake. I coughed violently, spitting out the saltwater that nearly choked me. Blinking against the blinding sunlight, I sat up, feeling the gritty sand clinging to my wet clothes. For a moment, I was disoriented, my head pounding as I took in the scene of nothing but ocean and the desolate island before me.Where the hell was I?I forced myself to my feet, every muscle aching from the explosion and the battle against the waves. My gaze swept across the beach, scanning for any signs of life or wreckage. Just as hopelessness began to creep in, I saw it—a figure bobbing in the water, lifeless.I trudged through the surf, my legs heavy as I reached the body. It was my bodyguard, his face obscured by the ever-present mask. “Tf does he manage to keep it on all the time" “Damn it,” I muttered under my breath, dragging him onto the shore. He wasn’t breathing. Without thinking, I slammed my hands against his chest, trying to for
Last Updated: 2025-01-27
Chapter: OverboardCarrie's POV I stirred awake as sunlight streamed through the room's tiny circular window. I stretched lazily, savoring the gentle sway of the cruise ship.Slipping out of bed, I rummaged through my closet and chose a cheerful floral skirt and paired it with a turquoise bikini top. The outfit screamed playful yet comfortable—perfect for a day at sea.Just then, my stomach grumbled. I grabbed my phone, touched up my makeup and headed toward the café for breakfast. Halfway there, my phone buzzed with a text. It was from Victor: “Bring me some coffee on your way coming back.”“Jerk" I sighed, pocketing my phone. “He could at least say please,” I muttered under my breath. I reached the café, ordered a light breakfast—Scrambled eggs and French toast, and found a quiet corner to eat. The aroma of fresh pastries and coffee filled the air as passengers mingled around me.Once I finished my meal, I stopped at the counter to grab Victor’s coffee. The captain’s voice suddenly echoed through t
Last Updated: 2025-01-12
Chapter: Who Is She? Victor's POV Isabella... Just the thought of her name carried a weight that weighed heavy in my heart. She wasn’t just any woman—she was a piece of my past that refused to fade. Growing up, Isabella had been family. Her father and my father had been inseparable, practically brothers, bound by loyalty forged in blood and fire. That loyalty had cost Isabella's father his life. During a raid, her father had pushed my father out of harm's way, taking the bullets meant for him. In honor of that sacrifice, my father adopted Isabella, raising her as one of his own. From the moment Isabella joined our household, she was a force to be reckoned with. Strong-willed, fearless as they come, and unapologetic, she took whatever she wanted. As teens, I must admit that I'd fallen hard for her, captivated by her confidence and beauty. I loved her with everything I had. She was supposed to be my forever home. I had planned our future together, I was going to marry her, believing we’d grow old
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Lipstick Stain On His White CollarCarrie's POV The room buzzed with an uneasy energy. I couldn’t tell if it was just my nerves or the weight of everyone’s stares. “Isabella?" The mysterious lady leaned in and kissed his cheek, her lips leaving a faint mark that seemed to glow in the dim light. “Hello Victor. Miss me?Victor didn’t flinch; instead, he turned to her, his expression unreadable.She glanced my way, her sharp hazel eyes locking onto mine. Her lips curved into a smirk, and I felt a chill run down my spine.“Who the hell is she?” I whispered under my breath, my fingers clutching the hem of my gown.As she let go of Victor, Isabella strode toward me, her heels clicking against the marble floor. Each step felt deliberate, like a predator stalking its prey. Goosebumps prickled my skin, and I resisted the urge to step back.What was she planning?Before she could reach me, The Reaper intercepted her. He moved like a shadow, his presence suffocating.“Oh, hello…Uncle.” Isabella said, a smirk forming. "Been a
Last Updated: 2025-01-09
Chapter: My Nightmare Wedding part 2Victor's POV Blood?.Warm and sticky, it seeped through my fingers as I pressed against the wound in my side, trying to stop the flow. The pain was sharp, but it wasn’t unbearable—I’d felt worse before. What truly stung was the look of disappointment on the masked man’s face as he stood over me, arms crossed like he’d been cheated.“You’re not him,” he said, his voice low and cold. His eyes—what little I could see of them beneath the mask—narrowed. “I was expecting the Reaper. Instead, I get his puppet.”I forced a smirk, though it cost me. “Bastard, you’ll regret not finishing the job.”The man snorted, unimpressed. “Take him to the cell where the girl is. Let him bleed for a while.” he looked up at me, “Then you finish the job." Two men stepped forward, their grips rough as they yanked me to my feet. My legs wobbled, but I didn’t let them see how weak I was. I’d be damned if I showed any sign of defeat.The walk to the cell was short but agonizing. Every step sent jolts of pain th
Last Updated: 2025-01-08
Chapter: My Nightmare Wedding part 1Carrie's POV My heart pounded as I slowly walked down the aisle, my gaze fixed on Victor at the altar. The grand hall was eerily silent despite the hum of guests and the soft melody of the piano. My white wedding gown weighed heavily on me, much like the secrets I'd been carrying.Victor stood at the end of the aisle, his expression unreadable. Beside him was a priest. He wore a long, dark cloak that obscured most of his face. The flickering candles cast shadows that danced ominously along the walls, making the entire scene feel surreal.As I reached halfway, my feet began to falter. I stopped, trembling and afraid. “I’m not Camilla,” I yelled, my voice cracking. “I don’t belong here! I want to leave!”Gasps erupted from the audience, but before I could even take a step back, Victor surged forward. His iron grip latched onto my wrist, yanking me close.“Ouch Victor you're hurting me" Without warning, he crushed his lips against mine in a forceful, dominating kiss. I struggled all I
Last Updated: 2025-01-07
Chapter: Who's hungry? “Uhm Ryan, right?” Amelia asked, feeling her cheeks heat up. “Last night was uhm... interesting.”“Interesting? That’s one way to put it,” Ryan said with a laugh. “You were pretty feisty for someone who doesn’t look like she parties often.”Amelia rolled her eyes. “Well it’s not exactly my scene. I just needed a break, you know.”Ryan tilted his head, his expression softening. “Tough day?”Amelia sighed. “Tough life. Let’s just say I’ve had a lot on my plate lately, and last night was my way of forgetting it all, even if it was just for a moment.”Ryan nodded, his gaze steady. “I get it. Sometimes you need to let loose. But hey, if you ever need another escape from reality, I’d be happy to join you.”Amelia hesitated. “Uhm, I don’t know if that’s a good idea…”Ryan raised an eyebrow, a playful grin spreading across his face. “Huh? Are you saying no to a good time, Amelia?”She laughed despite herself. “Fine. But don’t expect me to be all dancing and acting crazy again.”“Nah, I'll be
Last Updated: 2024-12-23
Chapter: RylanAmelia made her way up the stairs, her body heavy with exhaustion. She was tired of everything. All she needed now was her son, Mikey.As she entered the apartment, Mikey came rushing toward her, arms wide open. “Mom!” he cried, holding her tightly as though he never wanted to let go.“Honey, are you okay?” Amelia felt tears roll down his cheeks. “Don't cry, Mikey… Mummy's here” She gave him a reassuring pat on the head. Amelia loved Mikey with everything in her. She wasn't going to let anything or anyone come between them. Not even Kris. If he didn't want Mikey, she'd take care of him herself, just like always.“Where’s Mel?” she asked, hoping to thank her for watching over Mikey.“She’s still at work, but Sherie’s here,” Mikey answered.“Hi, Mrs. Quinn,” Sherie greeted from the kitchen, smiling. She was the regular babysitter when Mel and Amelia weren't home.“I’ve told you, Sherie, it’s just Amelia.” She didn't want anything to do with the Quinn family; bearing their name was bad e
Last Updated: 2024-10-13
Chapter: The Statue In The Garden Amelia's eyes fluttered open, her head spinning as she tried to adjust to the harsh hospital lights above her. The ceiling was blindingly white, making her squint.“Where...Where am I?”The doctor in the room glanced up from his clipboard. "Ah, great! You're awake. Your husband and son have been waiting outside. I'll bring them in." He checked a few notes and then added, "I'll be back to check on your vitals. We should be able to get you discharged today, Mrs. Fox." with that he left.Mrs Fox? Did I die and wake up in some weird parallel universe?Before she could think about it, Kris stormed into the room, a mix of relief and panic on his face. He was obviously worried. "Amelia!" he rushed to her side, his voice laced with concern. "Are you okay?"“I'm sorry you got hurt because of me” Leo stood there, guilt rushed through his veins. He blamed himself for the incident.“Kris? Why did the doctor call me Mrs Fox?” Amelia asked, still skeptical if she was in the right reality.Kris hiss
Last Updated: 2024-10-10
Chapter: Mikey's New Friend Leo“Mommy?” Kris shot Amelia a deadly glare. “I thought you said you didn't have any kids?” With a confused look on his face, Kris stepped into the apartment, waiting for an explanation. “I can explain, you see…” Amelia's brain struggled to come up with a reasonable excuse. “Guess what I got!” Mel, Amelia’s friend, burst into the apartment, holding up a shopping bag. “Uh… am I interrupting something?” Even she could feel the tension hanging thick in the air. “I’ll just... go…” Amelia grabbed Mel by the arm and yanked her close, whispering urgently, “Play along!” “Kris meet my best friend and roommate, Mel.” Amelia gestured towards Mel. “Oh hey, dude,” Mel said calmly, clearly not knowing who Kris was. “Hey Mel, isn't it time to give Mikey, YOUR son, a bath?” Amelia gave Mel signals and winked uncontrollably, hoping Mel would catch on. “My son?” Mel blinked in confusion but caught on quickly. “Oh! Yes, MY son. Come on, Mikey, let's go get cleaned up,” she said, awkwardly picking
Last Updated: 2024-10-03
Chapter: We Meet Again“Uh Mrs P, remind me again why I'm hiding in this closet?” ************************ It's been six years since Amelia started her new life; she had kept the pregnancy and was happy she did; her son, Mikey, had grown up to be quite the six-year-old, smart with a sense of creativity. After dropping out of her master's program due to the pregnancy, Amelia took on whatever jobs she could find. But there weren’t many places willing to hire a pregnant woman. Eventually, she landed a position at a small newspaper house and slowly worked her way up to being a local journalist. She also picked up part-time photography gigs whenever she could. Over the years Amelia had accumulated some debts in her name, she couldn't afford an apartment to live in, so she turned to her only friend Mel, who owned a small apartment, seeing as Mel couldn't let Amelia roam the city homeless, she took her in and let her stay pending when she'd get her own place. Nothing ever came easy for Amelia, every day was a
Last Updated: 2024-10-03
Chapter: Rejected Twice “I'm two months Pregnant!” “But…how? I-” she paused for a moment, quickly recalling the events of that fateful night, two months back. Amelia left the doctor's office. The look on her face gave out the impression that someone had died, and in a way, someone did. Her dreams of becoming an accountant were slipping away. Living under her father's roof, barely surviving, she couldn't imagine raising a child in her current state, let alone while still attending her lectures. It was all over. ************************ Amelia had gotten home, the test results in an envelope hidden behind her back. She quietly snuck into the house and made her way towards her room. “And where do you think you're going” A sharp voice demanded. It was Amelia's stepmom and Erica's mother, Liliana. “Didn't you hear me? You little wretch!” “I-” Amelia trembled as she spoke. Liliana was your typical evil stepmother, adoring no one else but herself. She never liked Amelia from the start and the last th
Last Updated: 2024-10-03
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