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What does he think of himself? I stomped my feet against the wooden floor. He left me here after deciding my fate. Was he a super power or what? Oh, I understood that he was a mafia don and everyone fears him. Yet, he needed to be very clear about it and I was not everybody. I was Bella, who was not accustomed to being controlled by anyone. I smirked, flipped my hair back, and I decided what I have to do. The moment he stormed out of the study, I made my move.I slipped through the hallways, keeping my steps light. The hall's view was not the same as it was last night. The chaos and mess I created had been cleared by the maids, it was organised and settled like it was upon my arrival last night.Watching my footsteps carefully, I walked past the hall and hid behind the main door. I could hear voices of the guards hurrying around, and Ronin, giving orders.I pulled my eye out from behind the door, Ronin’s car was parked, his men moving quickly, loading their weapons. I ducked low, m
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A scream.Her scream.It cut through the gunfire like a knife to my gut. I clenched my fist, squeezed my eyes, letting the little pain absorb into every single cell of my body.I spun around, eyes scanning the chaos.And then I saw her.Bella.Struggling. Kicking. Clawing against the bastards who had her pinned."No..."A man stepped forward.Plastic hand.Marx.The bastard himself. He had been a rival for years, he had attacked me in various ways but never before it left me as much hurt as now.He touched her cheek like she was some trophy he’d just won. The scene was playing in front of my eyes like a scene from a horror movie, scarring me to my bones. And that smile—That damn smile.I didn't even notice the communicator shatter in my hand, crushed by the weight of my fury.But none of it mattered.Not the blood, not the bullets, not the war.Because she was gone.And when I walked back into my mansion, the crushing sound of my boots echoed like thunder in an empty tomb.I hadn’t
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Blood was spilling on the floor around making a pool, I was swimming in. I quickly turned off my skirt and wrapped it around. Apparently I was stuck among heartless goons who would not care about my wound but how they can use me against their agenda. “I swear, Ronin is not going to forgive you for this.” I grunted, as pain was taking my life away gradually. My teeth dung into my lower lip.“You better save your sister now. You dared to touch me. Now he’s going to take revenge by serving your sister.” I was throwing a warning on his face with such confidence as if it was going to happen in real life. As if he cares about me!Had he, he would blast the whole place but didn’t let these goons take me with them. I was disappointed in him for throwing me in the face of the jacks and running away. Mafia don! Huh, the name didn’t suit him much now. “Shut up!” A man came forward and pressed his toe into my wound. I let out a loud, painful scream. “You think you can torture me and win ove
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I clenched my fist into a ball and smashed it on my phone screen, it broke into tiny little pieces and left cuts on my skin. Pain was engulfing through my veins, yet it was nothing compared to what Bella was forced to go through. “The mafia Don.” I spat on the phone, I just threw it on the floor. The title I embraced my whole life, now it was sounding nothing but a curse. It sounded so useless and meaningless. ‘All of this was happening because of me.’ I smashed another punch into the wall. “Joseph.” I roared loudly. He rushed in, breathless. “Boss… are you alright? Your phone—”He stopped short when he saw the shattered screen and the blood trailing down my hand. His eyes flickered from the broken pieces to my clenched fist, and he instantly understood something was terribly wrong.He bent down to retrieve the phone.“Tell me,” I growled, grabbing his shoulder and yanking him closer. “What good have I ever done? To you. To anyone?”“Boss…” he stammered, taken aback. He hadn’t e
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Nathalie…I gasped but quickly covered my mouth with both hands. The cake I held slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a soft thud. My eyes widened in shock as if I had seen a ghost. My heart raced, and for a moment, it felt like my soul was trying to escape my body.I was disgusted.I had put up with so much for the sake of the money he provided, the money that eased my financial burden. I could tolerate his coldness and his arrogance, and I had even convinced myself that I could turn a blind eye to his affairs. After all, what was a little infidelity when the bills were being paid? But this? This was something I couldn't ignore.If I had caught him cheating with a girl, I could have forgiven him. I would have found a way to explain it away, to accept it and move on, like I always did. But not this. Not with a boy.My hands shook as I tried to comprehend what I was seeing. The room felt like it was spinning, and my legs threatened to give out. There he was, sitting on the
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My eyes blazed with the fire of revenge as I hailed a cab in front of his house. Without a backward glance, I slid into the backseat, my heart racing with anger.“How could he do this to me?” I muttered, pulling my sunglasses from my bag and placing them on my nose, aware of the driver’s curious glances.I leaned my head back, my lips parted as heavy gasps came out. Something inside me has shattered, broken. I could not imagine that fate had decided to surprise me with more heartbreaks, I thought I already had enough. I was wrong. So fucking wrong. Growing up alone, without parents and siblings, I had suffered a lot, but nothing hurt as much as being thought of as a fucking object rather than as a human being.I rummaged through my purse for my phone and swiped its screen to unlock it. A picture popped up, reminding me of the bitter betrayal of Nathalie. While he was sucking that guy, I took a picture of him, before he noticed my presence there. I bit my lips, as much as disgusting
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A scream.Her scream.It cut through the gunfire like a knife to my gut. I clenched my fist, squeezed my eyes, letting the little pain absorb into every single cell of my body.I spun around, eyes scanning the chaos.And then I saw her.Bella.Struggling. Kicking. Clawing against the bastards who had her pinned."No..."A man stepped forward.Plastic hand.Marx.The bastard himself. He had been a rival for years, he had attacked me in various ways but never before it left me as much hurt as now.He touched her cheek like she was some trophy he’d just won. The scene was playing in front of my eyes like a scene from a horror movie, scarring me to my bones. And that smile—That damn smile.I didn't even notice the communicator shatter in my hand, crushed by the weight of my fury.But none of it mattered.Not the blood, not the bullets, not the war.Because she was gone.And when I walked back into my mansion, the crushing sound of my boots echoed like thunder in an empty tomb.I hadn’t
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I swallowed down the panic rising in my throat and forced a smirk to my lips. If he thought he could intimidate me, he was wrong. I felt like someone had placed a knife on my neck and asked me to say my last wish. Yet, I could not afford to loosen my guard when treading on a rope of life and death.Tilting my head back against the cushions, I met his gaze with unprecedented boldness. “Fine,” I said. “You want to know the secret?”His grip on my wrists didn’t loosen, his knee still pressed between my legs, but I felt the shift—the flicker of interest in his eyes, the way his body stilled, waiting.I leaned in just enough that my breath ghosted against his cheek. Then, with deliberate slowness, I whispered, “Your son… is a gay.”A beat of silence.Then, something cold passed through his expression. His amusement didn’t falter, but it sharpened—like a predator intrigued by its prey’s sudden boldness.My lips curled into a smirk, feigning indifference. “What’s wrong?” I was taunted. “Not
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“What do you mean?” I screamed, my brain was not keeping up with the meaning of his saying. I knew that I had done a lot of damage. But how much will those vases and mirrors cost? Few lacs, did that even effect his pocket much? No! He could easily afford that loss. Although the amount was unbearable for me, and that was exactly the fact he was using it against me.I won’t let this happen. I caught him smirking at me, apparently he was enjoying my expression. What a poor way treatment.‘Come on, Ronin, this was not how I was expecting to be treated by a mafia don. Manipulative Don, was not my ideal!’ I scoffed. Then i took a careful step towards him. “I have heard that mafia dons are obsessed with having mistresses.” I chined up, levelling my gaze up to steal a look with him. “But don’t you think that’s too low for you. I mean making your own son’s ex-girlfriend, your mistress! Imagine how bad you’ll have an impression on the world.” I clicked my tongue, smiling at him, I crossed
