Story cover for THE MAFIA COLD PRINCESS  by adoresssky09
THE MAFIA COLD PRINCESS
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  • Reads 767
  • Votes 35
  • Parts 16
  • Time 43m
Ongoing, First published Aug 24
Mature
> They left her when she was five. Her laughter died that day.........



She was only five years old when her siblings left her.
A mother who never loved her.
A father who taught her only power, never affection.
And a grandfather who was her only light-until death stole him too.

Now at seventeen, Siya Rathore is no longer the little girl who laughed.
She is cold. Broken. Dangerous.
The heir to Rudra Rathore's mafia empire-
The Mafia's Cold Princess.

But when the past collides with the present-
three siblings return who once abandoned her...
and three protectors stand beside her, willing to die for her-
Siya's heart and her throne will both be tested.

Because in this world,
❝ Love makes you weak... but she was born to rule. ❞
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