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Christmas Downfall: Don, You Shouldn't Harass A Mafia Princess

Chapter 8 Chapter8

Word Count: 1052    |    Released on: 24/12/2025

glass windows, making a faint, crackling sound-exactly like the tap of Daniel

he's working for Grizzl

ng my black tea with clinked

billowed up a

routes, his rackets ranging from casinos to dockside warehouses, so powerful that even the polic

best friend leaned in closer, her voice ti

took a bullet for Grizzly from a rival-three ribs broken,

note of disgus

d has a congenital heart disease. Th

ill

ddenly I remembered three years ago, before Daniel had been completely sucke

of Grizzly's inner circle. He'd popped open a bottle of 1982 Lafite at random, the number on the l

intercept a shipment of arms belonging to his rival Cobra at the docks. He sne

otout, yet dragged himself through

hands when Lola took half of it to b

ents broke ou

money; Lola smashed the bear-head badge on his desk and screamed

orning, and Daniel, losing his temper after her

dge at the officers' feet-she knew Grizzly hated nothing

punishment

ll night, half-dead when he was let out, yet s

one dawn, leaving only a note: "Living with someone like you for a

t make it throu

day, just like it did

e the man Grizzly sent stood beside him and said coldly:

e child's cold little quilt, his shoulder

nd Lola in a nightclub i

nessman, a diamond ring the size of a pigeon's egg

l found her, he was followed by two of Grizzly's bo

s smiling brightly as she

guards swarmed to beat him, his face bruised and swollen, two teeth

od, his voice raspy like a broken bellows: "Run! Even if you ru

twisted with the force of his grip

ground thickly, just like the ginkgo-leaf-strewn path he'

g the crack on the teacup-the one he'd accidentally

still stained with blood, and said:

't had anything to do with

him the c

hat Lola had taken the money, not

y voice as faint as the

nd looked at

cleaning house lately, and Daniel. h

, just like the roasted sweet potato he'd given me in the

ed to see the eighteen-year-ol

tato char on his collar, and he turned to wave at me from the class

y, I'll buy you the best roasted s

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Christmas Downfall: Don, You Shouldn't Harass A Mafia Princess
Christmas Downfall: Don, You Shouldn't Harass A Mafia Princess
“Anna Brown, the formidable mafia princess of the Brown clan, once shared a passionate bond with Daniel White-the "Silver Fox" of New York's underworld-whose Christmas vow of eternal love had her believing in a future together. But when Daniel's tattoo artist lover Lola brands Anna with a humiliating slur and claims to carry his child, Anna's devotion curdles into ruthless revenge. She strips Daniel of his power, freezes his assets, and exposes Lola's greed, only to watch Daniel spiral into the clutches of the vicious gangster Grizzly. As Christmas memories of roasted sweet potatoes and rose-lined proposals fade, Anna confronts the bitter truth: some love, like a cold sweet potato, can never be warmed again.”
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