Crossing the gangster
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. "What the hell is he saying?" I asked smith, who was still persistent on not meeting my eyes. "He is telling the truth, start packing your bags," My father commanded but I brushed it off, my disbelieving gaze still latched onto my brother.
I had never expected my father to be there for me but my brother, my heart seized slightly as tears began to well up in my eyes. I blinked them away furiously, not allowing a single tear to stream down my cheek. I would not cry. "Smith?" I asked, my voice breaking slightly at the end as his silence said enough for me.
"That's right, you have just been sold to the gang leader," chris voiced my thought,his voice holding a tone of amusement even as I found my knees locking. What the hell did my family just sign me up for?
Everyone has a life changing moment , mine was when I meet him , actually when I was forced to live with him forever
This is my story , a story of a girl whose life was messed up totally torn life .
It's when I crossed the path of a gangster and then it was never the same ;everything ,every relation which I had got changed into something I never expected.
It's when I meet him
It's when I was taken away by him
And it was never same after that !
Read the story to know more !
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She was ordered to end his life, but his touch made her want to give him every piece of hers. He was a name on my father's kill list. Nothing more. Nothing personal. Until I saw him. Until I tasted the way danger lingers on a man's lips. I was raised in the shadows, a daughter of the mafia king, built from blood and lies. Love was never part of my story. But protecting him became my secret sin. I hid in the dark to save him, even when my hands were stained with everything he should fear. And when he finally touched me, it was like setting fire to every rule I'd ever known. We loved in whispers. We kissed like war. Every moment with him felt stolen, because it was. In our world, nothing beautiful survives. And when the truth comes for us, one of us will have to choose. Pull the trigger... or take the bullet. This isn't a love story. It's a funeral with a heartbeat.
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