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MAFIA ||Knives Are Too Informal

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Reads 14,318
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Parts 31
Time 2h 48m

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"I can't deal with your bullshit anymore, you need to learn to think before you act, you could get yourself killed. " he scolded her, she was impossible and impulsive, she didn't think before running straight into gunfire. Sometimes he wondered if she even cared about herself. 

"My job is to protect you, and if it comes down to it I would willingly die. isn't that what you brought me here to do? "  she looked up at the man that stood before her, he's cold blue eyes staring into her's .To others he was a self centered mafia king. But to her he was caring and loving. 

What happens when Alia, a girl that's knew nothing but pain and suffering , falls for the man she's suppose to be protecting, her new boss the head of the biggest mafia group in her city.

Blood shed, revenge, disappointment and death. 

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