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Chapter 50 : It’s Never Over
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My Bloodthirsty Mafia Man Chapter 2 : Now or Never
*Gwen’s POV*I felt nervous as Mr. Jeffers roamed around the office, watching everyone like a hawk, even though my tracks were covered. To escape his gaze, I decided to take a break and go to the bathroom where I could practice some deep breathing exercises.Thankfully, luck was on my side as I discovered that the bathroom was unoccupied. Without hesitation, I took advantage of the opportunity to engage in some much-needed breathing exercises, finding solace in the solitude of the last stall.These moments of focused breathing had become increasingly crucial to me, as I couldn’t help but feel that my true potential was being stifled within the confines of this job. The lack of opportunity I was presented with was suffocating, and it was as if the walls themselves were closing in around me, leaving me feeling trapped and unfulfilled.In order to regain my composure, I decided to take a brief moment to center myself. I closed my eyes, placed my hand gently on my abdom
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My Bloodthirsty Mafia Man Chapter 4 : Tonight, We Feast
*Darick’s POV*The cool night air came through the open window to my left, brushing against my skin. I closed my eyes, letting it touch my face, as I breathed in its fresh scent. The sound of approaching footsteps caused me to snap open my eyes to see Viktor, one of my men, standing before me."What was Wendall yapping about earlier?" I asked Viktor rubbing my beard, concerned. "He said he heard something in the storage room," Viktor replied with a shrug, handing me a stack of papers. "Hmm. I’ll have to toughen that kid up," I sighed. I remember discovering Wendall a month ago in the alley, about to attack an older man.From the moment I saw him, I could tell he was one of us. His eyes were bloodshot red, and he had a look of desperation in his eyes. I shoved Wendall against a trash dump and told the older man he was getting ready to kill to run away. I asked Wendall what he was getting ready to do. He tried pinning me down and stuck his fangs into my n
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My Bloodthirsty Mafia Man Chapter 6 : Who Are You?
*Gwen’s POV*There was nothing I could do to help the man. He was already dead beyond what any human or medical intervention could do. My heart broke for him; no one deserved to die in a cannibalistic way, and I knew if I didn't get out of here, I would be next.I dropped my video camera and made a run for the door. I wasn't the fastest person in the world, but fear and adrenaline motivated people to do the unthinkable, and before I knew it, my legs were moving faster than they ever had before. I ran as fast as I could, but it was no match for Darick. Before I could blink, he was at the door. His speed was like the wind, and I knew then I wasn't dealing with any ordinary human. "Let me go!" I screamed as Darick wrapped his arms around me in a tight bear hug. I tried wiggling my body out of his grasp and kicking my legs, but it appeared that he was not only extremely quick, but also super strong. He flung my body over his shoulder, took me to a room near the
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