Mafia's Angel
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Come here my love . he was sitting in his office playing with his gun and looking at the innocent , petite figure too intensely .
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FUCKING COME HERE . His veins were popping out , he was not looking less than a devil .
She was scared so scared to even move . She just stands there keeping her eyes on the floor and crying on her fate .
I swear yukti If you don't come here then it will end really very bad for you . Already you have added enough punishment in your list now not to make me add more . His voice was stern and dominating
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She was born from chaos-Valentina De Santis, the mafia heiress with blood-soaked hands and a crown carved from cruelty. Raised by the devil and trained by Death Wish herself, she isn't just feared-she is fear. "I don't start wars," Valentina whispered, her blade tracing his jaw. "I end bloodlines." ✧♡✧♡✧♡✧ He was born from control-Vihaan Mehra, the nation's most ruthless lawyer. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. A man who's built his empire on discipline and rules-rules he's never broken. Until her*. They come from different worlds. Different codes. Different kinds of darkness. "You think I'm scared of monsters?" Vihaan smirked. "I've buried worse beneath courtrooms and coffins." ✧♡✧♡✧♡✧ When Valentina sets her eyes on Vihaan, it's not love-it's possession. And when he dares to reject her, he thinks the storm will pass. But she isn't a storm. She's the apocalypse wrapped in silk. "I'm not yours," Vihaan growled. "I don't belong to anyone." Valentina's eyes darkened, her voice a whisper dipped in venom. "Then I'll rip the world apart-limb by limb-until there's nothing left for you to belong to... except me." When the mafia's deadliest princess becomes obsessed with her own destruction- Who will survive when control faces chaos, and obsession demands blood?
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