THE IRRESISTABLE MAFIA BOSS

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ws no remorse for

h the room, a murmur that seemed to reach every corner. These words carried weigh

father had arranged for me to marry. His presence sent a shiver through the gathering, and his footsteps resonated with a foreboding cadenc

t was disheartening to think that such an attractive exterior could be tainted by his reputation as a murderer. My gaze trailed to a tattoo on the side of his neck-an intricately detailed skul

re presence. But then his gaze fell upon me. He halted in his tracks, swivelling to face me, standing just a few feet away. His inten

wards Ghost, his approach so swift that it all

reminding him that they had met. I had never witnessed my father

" Ghost uttered it urgently, not paying t

my dad sh

ther brothers couldn't even watch. Daemon was facing the window. I don't b

r on Ghost's face a

I nodded

duced him proudly. He seemed more proud of Ghost th

ntion turned

Ghost questioned my father wit

er laughed, expecting him to chuckle along, b

a polite tone. Ghost held out his hand, and I flinched slightly. He frowned and raised his e

m marrying?" The ghost a

nni," my father said, nodding

anded as he wrapped an arm around my

leaded with Ghost as I glanced back, ev

walk with him. Ghost opened the limo door, and I climb

a cold vibe. He looked quite young-definitely n

didn't want to speak or look at Ghost. I knew that if I had m

when we get back to the house,

d in re

ou," Ghost hissed at

mumbled, not fe

em interested in aligning with influential individuals or groups. But then again, I chided myself for possibly posing a naive question. After all, Ghost was at the helm of the world's

nt mansion. As we arrived, a small and frail woman

ack," she greete

rest," I overheard Ghost say

weather. Now, who do we have her

acefully stepped out. "Hello," I smiled po

mother exclaimed, pull

ioned his mother, a word that

onded dismissively, her eyes r

his annoyance evident as he r

me to my room, her delight evi

ing his tanned skin. His left arm was adorned with an array of tattoos, and his muscular physique was unmistakable. Yet, despite his

the grand staircase. His mother led me to the designated

e chosen by Ghost himself, which is quite unus

g blend of darkness and cosiness

need anything, don't hesitate to ask Ghost," his mother

h a nod, feeling uncertain

f; my name is Susan," she chuckled, sha

hortly, dear," Susan inf

omfortable and ostentatious, I began to ponder the pec