His hands glided his way up my arm, grazing bruises as he did so, every last one had indications of lust or anger surrounding it, however the perpetual possibility of love remains. Now, like the sky above us, he was no longer beautiful. The palette of blues pinks and oranges faded only to be replaced with a deep dark black...
(I did this for an English exam and I wanted to finish it. Sorry if it had any grammatical errors Please correct me, I'm just trash at everything )
~I do not condone or romanticise abuse in any shape or form this is just a story~
This story is of Mr.Wolf( Mafia King) and Niharika (Mafia Queen). Nobody knows her face as Mafia Queen because she always wears a mask. One side of her is innocent and naive but the other side is fearless and strong. Mr.Wolf is known as a ruthless and emotionless person.
The story is about:
•Mafia King X Mafia Queen
•Forced Marriage
For more dig in the story.
Story begins.....