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Mafia Love

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Durée 2h 33m

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She's pure but deadly. She sticks up for family. She works with dangerous people but she's just as dangerous. She's a spy for the Russian Mafia. She's Xena Blaze.

He's the worlds most feared Mafia leader. He's psychotic, ruthless and deadly. Kills for fun; he gets a sickening thrill out of it. He'll die for family. He's Kaius Hades.
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I walked through the dark halls to the main office of Mr. Cruz. Once I approached the tall brown doors, I knocked three times. As The knocks settled "come in" echoed through my ears. I pushed open the doors and entered.

"Mr. Cruz, you called."

"Ah yes, please take a seat, Ms. Blaze." As I was seated he continued."You are aware of the Hades Mafia, correct?"

"Yes sir, the most feared Mafia leader alive." 

"Yes. You will be workin with him for a couple of months."

I gasped, realizing I would have to work with that psychotic cold-hearted killer."Are you serious?" I choked out.

"Deadly."Tous Droits Réservés

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