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But someone grabbed me from my arm and make me turned around. It was him.
"Why did you get out from car. When i was opening door for you?", he hissed at me.
I struggled to have my arm free from his iron grip.
"Oh! That so nice of you. But i have my own hands. They work very well", i replied and he let go of my arm.
"Oh! So kitten has claws", he stood in front of me; with a challenging look.
So as i.
"Not kitten but a tigeress", i answered him, straightly looking into his gray eyes. And his eyes were boring hole into mine.
"Than, i am afraid Ms. Riya. This attitude won't help you to get back your company", with that he straightly walked into office building.
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Riya Malhotra
Our sweet innocent girl, who is always ready to help others, but while helping others she always invite troubles for herself. And this time the trouble is himself the devil in disguise, he is the Mafia King of Russia, Edgar Romanov.
Edgar Romanov
Edgar Romanov, the Devil. He is the head of Dragon organisation, which is well known for weapon and gold smuggling all over the world . Cruel, ruthless, killer and ofcourse a greek god. Women worship the land where he places his feet. With his one look he can wet any women panty. Love is not his cup of tea.
He has everything, but except "Riya". He's craving for her. And he always get's what he wants. This time it is Riya; what he wants.
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Get yourself ready for the rollercoaster ride of love story of dangerous mafia and a sweet but rebel girl.
Book 1 of Ruthless Series
A Dark Mafia Romance...
Serena Alfero
In world of Mafia you don't live, You survive. I survived but I wish I didn't.
I knew it. The moment my eyes met his, I fucking knew he, The most
feared Mafia Boss, wasn't in our territory as ally. He was here for blood.
Blood of My Boss ,aka, My Uncle. The one family member I have. He is the
one who made me into the person I am now. I won't let him touch a
single hair of my family. The way his eyes bore into my soul makes me
think that he knows. He knows the things I buried deep down. My past. It
is blur which I am still trying to figure out. He is the definition of danger.
A type of danger you won't ever imagine. Like a beautiful flower which
has smell only to poison and kill people...
Nixon Casanova
Call me a monster for killing my dad and my brother. Call me a idiot for
never hiding like a coward which my dad was. Call me a pervert for not
being able to take my eyes off my enemy's niece. Call me devil for my
plan to paint the whole city with blood. She knew. She knew that I was
the Satan in disguise. Ready to skin people alive. Drink their blood and
throw their corpse to my dogs. The way her mind calculated behind that
pretty face had me thinking twice. Her silence and the soulless eyes
staring into mine. Her eyes stared at me as if I was a mathematical
problem while I stared her as she was a puzzle with a missing piece. The
game has just begun, Isn't it? Let's break the fucking hell...