His Possession✔
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  • Reads 667,838
  • Votes 16,857
  • Parts 44
  • Time 3h 54m
Complete, First published Jan 26, 2018
Mature
[ COMPLETED ] 

*under construction as I am editing * 

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A ruthless yet sexy bastard took her as his possession for her father's debt toward him. She was strictly for pleasure purposes only. 

Well, that's what he thought.

She brought his troubled life out of misery and made him change for the better, although it had been quite hard to do so. Changing a cruel Mafia Leader into a better person never had been an easy task, now was it? 

He loved her uncontrollably, with all of his heart, and seeing another man lay their dirty hands on her made him want to remove the very same limb from their bodies, piece by piece, slowly, painfully and agonizingly. 

And he did. 

To each and every person that had hurt her. 

She was safe within his hold and embrace, he would protect her with everything he had, even if it meant giving up his life, he would do it without a second thought of hesitation.

She was his.


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