Married to a Ruthless Mafia King

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oned,his voice sound

instructions. The cold tone of his voice is making feel more s

feel annoyed,i hate dumb girls."He cursed,his amber eyes glimmering sti

shing my palms together."Please,do

g his dimples. This world is unfair. How w

g was just messed up. I'm sure that my father

ce,right away. The smile was replaced by a stoned face.Rage flared in h

iddle finger towa

ehaved stubborn and refused

me up with his strong arm. Now,he was hurting me with his grip on my wrist but i couldn't

you just said

idn't have any sort of bus

the more. He pulled my hair roughly with his other

ight,he seems satisfie

r innocent father's deeds?"He barked. His bright red fa

s innocent."

grip on my hair.

a gulp down my throat,breathing hea

ent down to my level."Do you even know t

s and exports of

forced to laugh. He looked like someone who doesn

idst laughter."Your father is

too scared and mortified to mutter an

hes,looking into my eyes with kee

nable to look at him directly so

rom the girl which Charles was hiding from the gang."He ro

y staring battle with the floor. Loo

e shiver,i don't know why his touch is having

four."i

aughter of a rich father?"he asked

a stu

ed bed."Studying what? Maybe,you ar

dic

e mumbled."Your asshole father thought that he is very smart by betraying

ed signalling an incoming call,i watched as he stood

all forward to another person. He's filthy rich,the phones on the bedside table are four in number and glancing around his bedroom,i confirmed that he is really wealthy. His room looked perfectly ar

the unknown person in and the door jerked open

en killed by Xander."The devil said,his cheeks t

ander knew the place?"Scott asked with dis

lared in his eyes."Her father. Damn,i seriously

so confused,what's really happening? My dad never mentioned a

n,you can do whatever you felt like doing to him,boss."said Scot

me a few minutes to have a shower and dre

to walk out but he stopped, perh

nted his finger at me w

don't really have any business with her. Her father offended me,not h

o scot-free after what her father had

appeared on his face."I think she's intellig

would be one of his personal maids. Is this an illusion or what? I can't just agree to be a maid without even doing

throat. Breathe in. Breathe

was intimidated and blurted out."You can't just order me when