❛ The Dark love of Mafia's ❜
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Secrets which are hidden.
Some secrets are burned and some are buried beneath their feet, some are present and in front of their eyes yet unknown to them.
Some are hiding the truth.
While some w...
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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ | 13
ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
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A devil?
A psycho gamer?
Or a handsome , hot and sexy man?
The three qualities lie effortlessly in My Husband. Who is a child in an adult body with a devil mind but the mind always thinks of a game which is exciting for him but for me? I think it is indeed.
The games he plays always include two people and that has to be me and him or I can say it has to be 'us'.
Living with him and being his wife, calling him 'My Husband' often, it has turned out to be my habit. Calling him mine. The strange thing is that I don't feel awkward or embarrassed when I call him mine because instead I feel peace.
What is this feeling?
Why am I being his wife? Wasn't it just a deal? But he never mentions our marriage as a deal then why am I ? Because it was me who accepted his deal.
In exchange he has to find my brother.
My Brother! Where is he?
I am Mafia Princess then why my father isn't able to find me? It's not like I am too clever because I am definitely not a clever person, I can be trapped, it's easy for others to trap me. I can be fooled. I could have been kidnapped!
But I didn't got kidnapped in these six months when I was away from my home land. I was not fooled and neither I was trap leaving only one person who has got me in his den.
The Lion den.
Where I went willingly and then I became a prey of him.
