Rescuing Mafia.
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#1 IN ACTION { ON 30TH AUGUST 2017}
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#6 IN ACTION { ON 23TH AUGUST 2017}
On her way to going home, an incident changed Pooja's life forever. As Dominic Giovanni entered into her life. He is the Head of most feared mafia gang of Italy and fell in love with her. She didn't knew about that he is a Mafia.
Danger is luring around her.
Will Dominic be able to save her?
What if she got to know about the reality of Dominic?
Will she stay or leave Dominic?
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Suddenly door brust open and I saw Pooja standing there.
"You, Mr. Arrogant how dare you to house arrest me", she spat.
"Pooja, behave you are in office. I don't tolerate people who disrespects me", I said.
"See, no one is here. Our conversation is fully private. Now I can call you whatever I want and I want you to take your orders back of house arresting me", she said angrily.
I got up from my chair and moved towards her.
"And why will I do so?", I moved towards her, she subconsciously took a step back .
"Because, I'm not your possession who you keep locked up in your locker", she answered me fearlessly.
I must say, my girl is fearlessly and bad ass. And I don't want her to change . I like the way she is, straightforward, helping, kind and caring.
"Oh! Really. But you are my precious possession Pooja, and it's my duty to keep my precious thing safe, I don't like losing my things. My things only belongs to me", I said while taking step towards her.
Her legs hit the furniture right behind her and before she could fell on floor. I caught her by her waist. For a moment my gaze locked with her brown one. I subconsciously reduced the distance between my lips and hers.
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Get ready to witness this amazing story. How a ruthless mafia has been able to change himself for his love.
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