LovexLessly
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- Parts 10
'Why does this guy stares so much?! Is he plotting something with every second of that stare??'-Athy
"Athanasia, Huh." Like silent thunder as her name rolled out of Claude's tongue. It was enough to make her flinch and her heart pound.
"That explains the looks." He added as he studied Athy's form from top to bottom.
Then he smirked.
"That traitor's daughter."
AU: Mafia
This time, the role of Athanasia was not reincarnated into a world of crowns, dresses, royalties, and palaces... but instead, a world of flying grenades, guns, black Mercedes cars, and bloody knuckles.. but at least...the killer-like of a daddy is still there, right? Haha...
A/N: All the information such as names, country, or features in the story are pure fiction, thus anything that may relate to it in real life is purely coincidental. Plus, if you're not a new reader, you might notice changes in some parts of the chapters since I might revise it if there's something off ^^;
P.S Credits to the original owners of the images used in my story!