OWNED BY MY MAFIAS BOSS

s, and I saw other people just like me who had come to buy too. As I waited for the sales to b

for discount sales. It wasn’t like this. In fact, my father was a rich man, so

t with an accident. They both died on the spot. Their deaths wrecked me. I tho

his. Only his. I didn’t for one day think that Uncle Leon would try to take over the company. I called him uncle because he was like my fa

e made me truly understand the meaning of betrayal through his act. He made me know ho

result of negligent error on the part of my father, Uncle Leon won t

ld did I get the money to pay the bank? The company was already gone. I tried to talk to the bank, but it felt like I was against

ying, I wiped my tears. I took my clothes and the last money I had, which was a hundred-dollar bill, and got

red on me, I knew I could do anything I set my mind to. Soon, I began to adjust to life in the village. My grandpa owned a fruit shop. I managed

I applied for scholarships, and I finally got a fully funded one. I decided to study law. This is my sophomore year at the university. Slowly, my life was g

’t take to heart their words. Eventually, Jared asked me to be his girlfriend. And I said yes. That was how our relationship began. Jared stopped at nothing to make sure that

made a mental note to call him up. I was happy as I checked the fruit I bought. I had managed to get those rare, sweet fruits that the vill

place. I could see a big black car parked by the side. It was this type of car that rich people drove; it was called a Rolls-Royce. When I

him on his knees, begging. There we

s pick on someone your age? I’ll report you t

t a piece of paper that had the sum of a hundred million dollars writte