The Mafia King
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Last published Sun, Jun 19, 2016
"Didn't your daddy tell you not to talk to strangers?" He said as he looked at me with those alluring eyes.
"I-I'm not a little girl anymore" I tried defending myself as he kept walking towards me.
He just left out a dark evil chuckle. "-oh I know that". He said as he looked at me with lust in his eyes.
"What do you want from me?" I said practically shaking and even so pissing myself right in front of him.
"Oh I want everything" he said as he completely closed the space between us.
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Richard Gecko known as Richie Gecko is the mafia king. He's searching for the one that can full fill his desires. That night when he decided to go to the bar he might of just met the one that can complete his whole world.
Katerina Dariana is your innocent girl. Shes been nothing but a good girl. Never gotten in trouble or ran into trouble until that one day her car broke down in front of a bar.
You can call it fate or destiny.
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