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The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin

The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin

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Chapter 1 A Rose Raised In Ruins

Word Count: 1234    |    Released on: 11/12/2024

da's

McMasters' voice was calm-too calm-like the words d

-those had long dried up-but from

he had just s

ike everything you've ever known-everything you've

so real, so raw, that you looked up and

s or for a way out of the storm i

.. is

.. is

be yours-not even if we share the same blo

ays takes its course-leading us eit

n burn in the cruelest of flames. But reality... reali

ital can do." He said, his voice dropping drastically. I watched closely enough

Who will I turn to?" I a

our salary can't cover it nor can the hospital cover your ex

me before he staggered into his personal b

ht in a silence so thick it choked me. My thoughts spiraled-how d

ling myself to breathe. My mother... The one

. A condition so cruel, it crushes your lungs while you're still alive

n from college. I was hoping to receive my salary then go on some shoppi

way home. Stepping into the living room, I met my mother co

e hospital here only to

se faul

ne

have been so preoccupied with work that I barely had time to

r was laid but when I got to the entrance, I couldn't enter. The tears that had dried up inside me be

is coming t

ing. I headed towards the main road at full speed and when I

t me do what I had in mind but he wouldn't. He just rema

you can." Peter whispered his

ushed back from his body before I covered my

sor

ted towards the main road again but h

is voice soothing like that of a

in his arms to the nearby roadside eatery. We sat in the dimly l

not the end, Brinda." He wrapped his hands around mine

er die." I tea

ised you. She picked you up from a junkyard when no one else wou

came your mother. Through every tear, every scar, every struggle... she made you he

y head in

together. How much time do we h

o hours," I

ed to hide it but he has always been a bad

find a

e I gulped down some water. He raised his

in disappointment. He raised his phone up in the air and he

that, he

shoulder, "I can't watch you grieve like this be

. Is our love not strong enough? Your mother, Sarah, took me as her child. H

ly. "I will find the money. I will be right back

l you do? How will you get t

kept. There is only one solution now and that will be what I w

ace it all

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The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin
The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin
“Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle. "I thought you would prefer the gentle way," he murmured. "Guess I was wrong." The poison burned down my throat-Deadly Nightshade. It was once my favorite. I had used it to end others. Now, he was using it on me. "Sometimes," he whispered, "the person you once loved is the one who finally kills you." ~~~~~ Brinda Virginia's life has always been a battle-against fate, against her own fire, and against a heart that beats too weakly to match the storm inside her. Abandoned as a child and raised by the only woman who ever truly loved her, she's now facing her biggest loss yet. Her stepmother is dying. And the clock is ticking-seventy-two hours. That's all the time she has to save her. But then he returns. Francesco Dante. Her past. Her ruin. A man cloaked in shadows, bearing a twisted bargain-submit to him, body and soul, or lose everything. To save the only family she has left, Brinda must surrender. But submitting, in a world ruled by power, lust, and betrayal, is never truly submission. Because this man doesn't just want to own her-he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash. And the most devastating part? She might just let him. And love, in this kind of story, always draws blood.”