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Here was the dagger, what Mark would have wanted so much never to hear, what he was deeply ashamed of: the psychological bullying that had inflicted him until a few years before.
Mark wasn't at all proud, he realized over time that despite all the bad things he had done, Donghyuck was always next to him, looking for him, defending him and helping him if it was necessary.
Mark had never apologized for what he had done, and felt responsible for the unstable mental condition of the youngest, did those words really hurt that much?
"What are you thinking about?"
His pangs of guilt were interrupted by Donghyuck's weak voice that, still lying on Mark's legs, was looking at an indefinite point of the ceiling of that warehouse, his sight had probably already failed.
Mark sighed before talking, not knowing if it was appropriate to say something like that at that time. If Hyuck had escaped in another memory while he was already trapped in one, Mark will have lost him forever, accelerating only his death. The younger's brain would go haywire, but Mark did not want to let him go without first apologizing to him, whether that sped things up or not, Mark had to apologize for all the harm he had done.
"I think... that you're a good person..."
"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦
Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother.
Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi.
Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her.
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"I don't share, angel."
"He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away.
His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me."
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HIGHEST RANKING:
#5 romance - 6/26/22
Dark Romance
Cover by @-simplyhan