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Aziel: Ex Mafia's Son-in-law
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Ongoing, First published Nov 09, 2022
Mature
Aziel had a chance encounter with Laia, a girl he knew from his grade school days, in a pub. Though they had been classmates, they had never really gotten along and had often been at odds with one another, with Laia even slapping him in the past due to some past altercation. Despite this, Aziel was struck by her beauty and decided to flirt with her, not recognizing her at first. They ended up spending the night together, but he lost touch with her afterwards.

Months later, after returning from an overseas project, Aziel was kidnapped by Laia's father, Mr. Arseneo, who was revealed to be an ex-mafia boss. He was then forced to marry Laia at gunpoint, leaving him in a state of shock and disbelief. 

Despite the circumstances, he couldn't help but feel that this was some sort of karma for his actions, and he couldn't help but be in awe of Laia's strength and determination, despite her passive exterior. 

And now, he became an ex-mafia's son-in-law.
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