All Chapters of The Mafia’s Badass Girl: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

In a dark and menacing room, a man was suspended upside down, his agonized screams reverberating as two merciless men relentlessly beat him with hot rods. Two burly figures in black shirts and trousers, each holding a rifle, stood guard at the door. A tall man, clad in a black tuxedo, strode into the room, his face etched with sullenness and eyes ablaze with fury. He was Andrew Anderson, a Mafia Boss known for his rudeness, arrogance, aggression, and ruthless dominance. The world quaked under his authority; none dared to defy him, and all lived in dread of his power. Following him, another figure in a black suit entered, Mike, Andrew's right-hand man. Andrew trusted no one but Mike, a brotherly bond forged through loyalty. Mike's unwavering priority was Andrew, and he would go to great lengths to protect his boss. Upon Andrew's arrival, the men beating the suspended man halted their actions, bowing their heads in obedience. Andrew opened the buttons and took off his coat, striding

At night, Andrew sat on the royal king chair, puffing on his cigarette, lost in deep thoughts. He had a serious expression on his face, with three buttons of his black shirt left open, revealing his strong physique. He looked ruggedly handsome. He pondered about Chloe, 'That girl is mysterious. When I aimed a gun at her, I saw no fear in her eyes. The way she fought my trained men suggests she's no ordinary girl. I strongly suspect she's a secret spy. I'll make her reveal the truth.' The next day, Chloe parked her BMW car at the club and stepped out. She looked stunning in a tight-fitted white knee-length dress with white heels. As she walked into the club, a guard stopped her by grabbing her hand, causing her brows to furrow in anger. She glared at the guard and gripped his arm from behind in a swift motion. "How dare you touch me? Nobody has the right to touch me." She chastised him for his actions. "I'm just doing my job. I was instructed by my boss." As the guard explained

A week had passed in a whirlwind as Chloe remained engrossed in her blogging and business. She was a fashion blogger and the owner of a fashion company. She worked hard for five days nonstop, and on weekends, she partied hard and enjoyed her life to the fullest. It was Friday night, and she was lying in her lavish bedroom, dressed only in black lingerie, looking sexy with her brown hair tied up in a messy bun. Her room's color theme was white. She wondered about Andrew, 'I've been longing to see Mr. Handsome for a week. Should I visit his club again? I'm not scared to go there, but I'm just confused.' She murmured, "Why shouldn't I visit one of his other clubs?" She grinned and grabbed her phone to search for his clubs. "Wait, I don't even know his name." When she was about to type on G****e, she realized that she didn't even know his name and made a pout. "First, I should search for his club, which I visited last week, to find out his name." She typed, 'who is the owner of the R

Chloe lay on the bed in one of the lavish rooms of Andrew's mansion as the doctor attended to her dressing, and she remained unconscious. Andrew sat at the bar counter of his mansion, sipping a glass of scotch, pondering the unfamiliar emotions stirring within him. He stared straight ahead, unblinking, and he didn't get what was happening to him and why his eyes had welled up at the sight of Chloe in pain. He was annoyed that he was developing feelings for someone because he liked to be heartless. He never wanted to care about anybody, never wanted to change, and now he was afraid of changing. Mike's voice startled him. "Boss" "What?" He replied, coming back to the reality. "Doctor said she would regain consciousness within a few hours." As Mike informed him, he stared with no emotion in his eyes. Mike added, "Don't worry about her, boss, she's fine." "Why would I worry about her? It doesn't matter to me if she's fine or not." He freaked out, placing the glass on the counter with

Chloe's eyes fell on Mike, who was staring at her in disbelief. "What? Why are you looking at me like this?" She asked him rudely, her mood soured by Andrew walking away, leaving her bleeding. "I'm seeing if you're really a human being," he told her, strolling toward her. She narrowed her brows bemusedly. "What do you mean?" "I mean, you melted the boss's heart? A normal person can't do this," he stated, shaking his head incredulously. Her eyes shimmered. "Really? Did I melt his heart?" She asked disbelievingly. "Yes, I can clearly see it," he said confidently. She made a sad pout. "I don't think so, he just walked out of here." She dejectedly looked in the direction from where he left. "Because he didn't want to show you that his heart is melting, and trust me, it's not what it looks like, Chloe." "What do you mean?" She asked, raising her brows. "I'll tell you, but first let me dress your wound." He pointed at her bleeding wound. "No, I will only let Mr. Handsome dress it.