Boss' Blood
Shine Lyn
āYou donāt know the pit youāve dug yourself in, Ms. Elena Lubov. Can you honestly tell me that if I slit your neck right now, you can still love me?ā Michael asked as the knife on Elenaās neck began to cut slowly and draw a bit of blood. Their gazes never wavered.
āIāll cut my throat on your behalf, Michael, if it would make you believe in every word that I sayā she said without fear, āI have nothing to lose.ā she whispered.
When the most powerful mafia boss finds out his past never existed, how can he keep his madness from destroying the future he created?
When power and money is useless, what can the words of the dead do for those left behind?
āYou donāt know the pit youāve dug yourself in, Ms. Elena Lubov. Can you honestly tell me that if I slit your neck right now, you can still love me?ā Michael asked as the knife on Elenaās neck began to cut slowly and draw a bit of blood. Their gazes never wavered.
āIāll cut my throat on your behalf, Michael, if it would make you believe in every word that I sayā she said without fear, āI have nothing to lose.ā she whispered.
When the most powerful mafia boss finds out his past never existed, how can he keep his madness from destroying the future he created?
When power and money is useless, what can the words of the dead do for those left behind?