The Devil Mafia Is My Man

The Devil Mafia Is My Man

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Romance
"Huh? Why should I see you again?" Aleina said, twinkling, staring at the man in front of her. "We are meant to be. I told you, wherever you go, we'll meet again, and today is proof." Adrian said casually. Aleina's life changed, after meeting with Adrianus James Verona. At that time, she accidentally drank herself into a club, because she was confused by a complicated story with an ex-boyfriend, so she accidentally hit a foreign man, and ended up having sex in a hotel room. One month after the incident, they met again. Aleina was surprised when she found out the man she once had a one-night stand with him, it turned out to be a husband chosen by the parents. What about Adrian and Aleina marriage? Is the relationship, built on the basis of an arranged marriage going well? Could it be that love is growing between them? Find the answer in this novel.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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