All Chapters of The Mafia's Virago: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Arthur's POV“Stop, you will kill him!” and she stopped giving me a hard glare. Her eyes met mine, and at that very moment she realized what she did and stood up from him, leaving that guy on the floor who was unable to even stand. I called Sam and asked him to come here and get the guy. She came to me and asked “Do you know him?” her voice, so light, she is so soft-spoken just like her looks, but only if you know what this girl did a few moments back…

Sam came in my study with some documents which I knew was a background check on that girl and its quite impressive that he got it done in less than a day.“Everything about that girl who knows how to punch,” Sam said grinning and I chuckled.“Let’s see what you got little girl,” I said and as I opened the document her photo was there pinned and it looked like it was taken recently. She was wearing a dark maroon tracksuit with white stripes and Nike shoes with no makeup and still, she managed to look so beautiful. I flipped the page to notice her name “ Ava Williams”.

Arthur’s POVI knew today would be a great day. I wanted to know more about Ava and the best way to do that was to join those classes. When she came in and started talking to that instructor I could not control myself from staring at her, she was wearing all blue tracksuit which was loose for her but still showed her curves, and her hair was left in its natural way, all straight. She was not wearing any makeup again. I got back so that she doesn’t see me and when they all started practicing

Ava’s POVArthur just disappeared after getting that call, he didn’t even tell me he’s leaving and that’s making me angry. I know he might be having something important that needed to be handled but at least he can tell me he’s leaving or even a text could have been great. "That was a great day! What are you doing now?" John asked me."I am heading home now. I have