Ezra Slain Velleoti is a man that everyone wants to avoid. He's a tough enemy. A mafia boss who disapproves of almost everyone. Anyone who gets in his way will never make it out alive. Khione Louelita Silay is a woman who is socially awkward. A person who has socially anxiety and dislikes crowds and other people's opinions. She is a nerd who prefers to work and stay at home. Working as a top counterintelligence agent for the NBI, Khione was unintentionally able to uncover the dark secrets of some government officials. Khione desperately wanted to flee, but she couldn't until they killed her, and Ezra, the notorious Mafia boss, was the only one who save her.
Voir plusEzra and his men arrived at the exact location where Louelita was being held. His movements were swift and determined as he stepped off his plane, which he had independently piloted, barely touching the ground. His entire aura was dark, radiating an ominous presence that sent shivers down the spines of his men. Rage consumed him, his entire body trembling from the sheer force of his fury.When Ezra was this enraged, rational thought was beyond him. His men knew better than to meet his gaze, moving swiftly to execute his orders without hesitation. They took their positions, each prepared for the bloodbath that was about to unfold. Omar and the Alessio siblings were present as well. Though wounded from previous battles, the Alessio brothers had insisted on coming. They needed to atone for their past failure to protect Ezra and Louelita.“I want every single person involved in running this auction dead,” Ezra ordered coldly. His voice was void of emotion, but the weight of his words made
Ezra was in a blind rage.“Fuck! This is bullshit! A bunch of idiots!” he roared, his voice echoing through the lavishly furnished room. His men stood before him, heads bowed in silent submission. They knew better than to speak when their boss was in this state. Each of them bore injuries, wounds inflicted not only by the enemy but by Ezra himself.Bandages covered their heads, bruises marked their faces, and some had limbs in casts. Vito and Elio had their shoulders wrapped in slings, while Primo leaned on crutches, a bullet wound in his leg slowing him down. Inizio clutched his side, where a gunshot had barely missed a vital organ. Their bodies were battered, and their egos even more so.But none of that mattered.What mattered was that they had failed their boss.Worse, they had lost her.They hadn’t expected the enemy’s ambush. Hired assassins and rival factions had come for them simultaneously, swarming the vehicles carrying Louelita. They had been outnumbered, underarmed, and un
Inside the orphanage, Louelita’s guards remained vigilant. They were under strict orders from Ezra—protect Louelita at all costs. The atmosphere inside was lively, with children laughing and running around as they received toys and food from her. Their eyes sparkled with joy, their small hands clutching onto the gifts like precious treasures. Seeing their excitement warmed Louelita’s heart.She was disguised as always. Today, she wore striking blue contact lenses, a large mole strategically placed on the right side of her nose, and a wig that framed her delicate face. Despite the disguise, she carried herself with elegance, effortlessly interacting with the orphans as if she belonged there.Yet, inside, Louelita was struggling to keep her emotions in check. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to suppress the overwhelming urge to cry. She had never expected to see these familiar faces again. Walking into this place had been a gamble, and her heart pounded with anxiety at the though
Louelita stretched her limbs, her body feeling light and free. A soft smile formed on her lips as she stared at the ceiling, lost in her thoughts.She was grateful.Grateful that Ezra had saved her.Her life now was significantly better than before, when she had been all alone—drifting without direction, surviving rather than living. Now, she had a place where she felt safe, where she wasn’t constantly looking over her shoulder.Yesterday, they had just returned from Spain.Before coming home, they had traveled around, visiting different places. Their last stop had been La Concha, a breathtaking beach with golden sand stretching as far as the eye could see. They had dined at a restaurant overlooking the vast ocean, the waves shimmering under the afternoon sun.Louelita had been captivated by the view, her heart swelling with awe. She hadn’t been able to put into words how beautiful it was, so instead, she had done the next best thing—she had taken countless photos.She didn’t own a ph
Ezra carefully adjusted Louelita in the car seat, his firm hands steadying her as she bit her lower lip, her entire face burning with embarrassment. She turned away, hiding herself from his gaze.Who wouldn’t be mortified? The events of the previous night were still fresh in her mind, no matter how much she had tried to push them away. Even in her intoxicated state, she had been fully aware of what had transpired between them. And now, the worst part—she could barely walk. Every inch of her body ached, a constant reminder of her reckless surrender.Ezra, noticing her discomfort, let out a deep chuckle, his lips curling into an amused smirk. He gently guided her down into the seat, but as soon as she was settled, she immediately buried her face in his chest, as though she could hide from the world.“Don’t laugh at me! Such behavior is humiliating!” she mumbled, her voice muffled against his firm torso.Ezra’s laughter only deepened as he ran his fingers through her silky hair, enjoying
“Holy shit! What are you doing, Vita Mia?!” Ezra exclaimed in shock when the woman took off her dress while they were still in the car.Ezra was lucky because he was not with the Alessio siblings because they were in the other car.Instead of answering Ezra, the woman just laughed, as if Louelita was a child playing with a man, but Louelita was also intent on seducing Ezra.Ezra stopped driving the car and tried to put Louelita back on, but instead of following, she tried to take off Ezra’s shirt.“Fuck!” Ezra muttered harshly and tried to stop Louelita.He was holding back just enough to grab her attention. “It's hot!” The woman said, giggling at Ezra. The car's air conditioning was strong, but because the woman was drunk and acting clumsy now, Ezra struggled to keep her under control.He succumbs to Louelita’s innocence. ‘Damn! Where has my innocent Vita Mia gone?’ He pondered this as he gazed at the woman who was giggling uncontrollably.The man’s mouth dropped even more when he sa
“This is too much, Ez!” Louelita blurted out in frustration, her voice sharp with exasperation. She was gripping Ezra's wrist tightly, practically dragging him out of the luxurious restaurant’s entrance.Ezra, on the other hand, stood his ground. Despite the bandage still wrapped around his injured shoulder, he remained firm, refusing to be led away so easily. His determined stance contrasted with Louelita’s resistance as she kept tugging at him.“I said no! Why would I settle for cheap meals when my Vita Mia deserves the finest? Come on, let’s go inside!” Ezra countered, using his uninjured hand to gently but firmly hold her back.“But this fine dining place is too expensive! Do you realize how many starving children could be fed with the money you're about to waste on a single meal?” she argued, her tone laced with frustration and concern.Louelita was a tech-savvy nerd, and with that came knowledge of various high-end establishments. Sublimotion—one of the most expensive restaurant
“Boss! They’re not from our enemies!” Elio shouted into his earpiece as soon as he put it on. His team of hackers had just confirmed it—these attackers weren’t from the rival Mafia families they usually dealt with.Ezra gritted his teeth, his jaw tightening as his mind worked quickly. If these people weren’t sent by their Mafia enemies, then there was only one possible explanation—they were after Louelita.His expression darkened, and his sharp gaze immediately flicked toward the woman crouching near him. She had heard everything. Her wide eyes were locked on his, filled with shock and an undeniable trace of fear.“How the hell did they know Louelita was still alive?!” Ezra roared, his voice echoing amidst the chaos of gunfire.He turned fully toward her, his face softening slightly as he noticed the fear creeping onto her features. His protective instincts kicked in, overriding everything else.“Don’t worry, Vita Mia,” he reassured her in a firm yet gentle tone. “Just stay hidden. We
Louelita took a step back, her brows knitting together as she turned to look at Ezra with wide, incredulous eyes. “Wait… I thought we were going to the mall?” she asked, her voice laced with confusion.Ezra smirked, the corner of his lips curving into a teasing grin. “Yes, Vita Mia, we are going to a mall,” he said smoothly. “But I never said it would be in the Philippines.”Louelita’s jaw nearly dropped as she stared at him in shock. “What?!”Ezra had orchestrated everything down to the finest detail—not for himself, but for her. He wanted this moment to be perfect, something unforgettable. He knew that Louelita had never traveled internationally like this before. It wasn’t just about the shopping trip; there was also a minor business transaction waiting for him at their destination. Still, the real reason was hers.“But… I don’t even have a passport! And I never planned on getting one,” Louelita protested, her voice rising in frustration as she walked beside him.Ezra suddenly stopp
“BOSS! The Queen is calling out your name!” The man spoke urgently, fingers brushing the earpiece behind his ear as his sharp gaze swept the surroundings. He had been present at the auction, watching, waiting, and anticipating any move from their enemies.Across the dimly lit room, the one they called boss slowly lifted his gaze. His steel-gray eyes, cold and unyielding, gleamed like sharpened blades in the dark.“Kill everyone inside that goddamn house,” he ordered, his voice like ice. “I’m bringing my Queen back to our palace—without a single scar.”“Roger, Boss!” his men responded through the earpiece, their voices filled with unwavering loyalty.The mafia boss, his expression unreadable, took a slow, deliberate glance around, his blood boiling with rage within. How dare they? They had taken his Queen—his atonement, his salvation—from him. She belonged at his side—safe, untouched, and revered. Yet these fools had dared to lay their filthy hands on her.Unforgivable.“Boss! They’r...
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