THE MAFIA'S WEAKNESS

THE MAFIA'S WEAKNESS

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|THE LOVE STORY OF A MAFIA LEADER| She was chirpy. He was stern. She was friendly. He was rude. She was caring. He was daring. She was kind hearted. He was stone hearted. She believed in forgiving. He believed in killing. She was light. He was darkness. Their personalities, poles apart. Their lives, completely different. Their worlds, totally opposite. *** A beautiful and broken angel caught the eyes of a beast, a demon. Will he fill her world with colors or pull her to his dark life? Will the innocent girl, Ragini Gadodia be able to melt the cold heart of the ruthless Mafia boss, Laksh Maheshwari? *** Note: There may come some disturbing elements like killing, torturing or violence in the story. Please don't read if you're not comfortable. *** Start - 27/4/2019 End -
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What began as revenge, meant to destroy both of them, turned into something destiny refused to let die. "Did you ever feel your heart beat when I was around?" she asked, her voice trembling, tears gathering in her eyes but refusing to fall. He let out a low, cold chuckle. Then he stepped closer. So close that her breath caught before he even touched her. His hand closed around her waist and pulled her against his chest, firm and unyielding. "I never let it," he murmured, a small, cruel smirk curving his lips as his empty gaze locked onto hers. Her throat tightened. "So... this was all we had?" "And?" he said, his voice calm, dangerous. One hand slid upward from her waist, up to her jaw, slow enough to make her panic, deliberate enough to make her shiver. "D-don't," she breathed, frozen beneath his touch. "And?" he repeated, thumb brushing over her jawline with maddening patience. "W-why are you-" "Shh." His voice dropped lower, rougher now. "Let me do my work, little kitten." The words brushed her ear like a threat wrapped in silk. Then he turned her around. He held her throat from behind, firm enough to make her breath hitch, gentle enough to make her hate how it affected her. Her back pressed against his chest in a sudden pull, heat seeping through the thin space between them like a secret neither of them could take back. He tilted her head back against his shoulder, his face near hers, his breath brushing her cheek in a slow, deliberate tease. His hand stayed at her throat, steady and possessive, as though he already knew exactly how far he could push her before she broke. "You want answers?" he murmured, his voice low and dangerous, laced with something far more unsettling than anger. "Alright." She has scars like the moon, and fire like the sun. She was a secret waiting to be found. He was the danger she should have run from. When their worlds collided, the truth began to unravel - along with the walls around her heart. 💗⃝🌕 Ongoing.

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