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Taming The Cruel Mafia Billionaire

Chapter 2 Committing Suicide

Word Count: 889    |    Released on: 17/05/2024

was in her pocket couldn't stop vibrating. She couldn't count

o. I'll run. I'll run so fast they can't find me. I'll run back to

her mind. She had no idea how long she drove within California aimlessly,

rom Daniel and a dozen from her mother. She didn't bother

s. Something in it looked so serene and wonderf

lthough far away, she heard a lot about him and his escapades

everything he desired. Surely, he'd go c

rossed over the railing. The cool evening breeze came strong th

on the past few months she had spen

at was four years ago. Their friendship had blossomed immed

he was. But she didn't mind, after all, she had also left California for somewhe

seemed to already know. She hadn't asked him of his identity back then and

e'd get over her sooner and his family would f

ttled down, she slowly rele

le to the floor in frustration. He ignored his bleeding h

ing? Taylor always answers unless there's someth

eyes, which had reddened and become wild

ong in California, Phi

ss than 40, raised his eyes an

on in California, sir.

ason why Taylor isn't answering her phone?" Daniel

arried to the only daughter of the Fairchild

dn't flinch. Not even the sound of the glass jar breaking

my bride! That makes sense." Daniel laug

but the two had crossed paths a few times a

he family fortune abandoned it claiming he had a passion for entertainment and since taking over the reins of the

ying to convince Daniel to return back to the family. Who knew al

d the thought of that bastard getting married to my

Dante Fairchild fell into one of Andrews's traps. There's no way ou

said nothing for

t's get to Cali

out. When his eyes saw the news flash, he gulped down

his isn

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Taming The Cruel Mafia Billionaire
Taming The Cruel Mafia Billionaire
“Excerpt from the story He towered over her as she laid on a hospital bed, head wrapped up in gauze, struggling to keep her eyes open. "You ran me over, didn't you?" She exhaled shakily, her bright eyes pinned on him, tears threatening to fall. The man who was roughly 6'5 inches, had an ominous cheekbone which drew back into a taunting smile, his eyes gleamed with hatred as he said, "As your husband, it's your duty to be submissive to me. And the next time you ever think of running, I'll do much worse." He's a billionaire with a heart as cold as ice and a sadistic streak that sends shivers down the spine of anyone who crosses his path. His one and only desire? To torture Taylor Fairchild in every way possible. What's his reason for such cruelty? His deep seated hatred for Taylor's father, an event Taylor knew nothing of. What happens when he realizes he had fallen for her unconsciously and there's no longer any likeness for him in her heart? In fact, she'd rather die than be with him!”