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The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin

Chapter 4 The Cut That Made Me Bleed

Word Count: 2266    |    Released on: 11/12/2024

da's

. My mother had been thrown out of the hospital, and I

ho promised Peter some money had refused to give him. And the balance from

I sealed my fate

m behind, my skin froze but his hot breath melted the

ill you trade your life for hers? There's bare

e will have to keep trying. As long as there is

hat we would have to keep on trying till the last minute. M

me and I would do the same. I would fight the

o eat in the house. Peter gave me a bone-crushing hug like never before and pecked

houghts. He pushed his tongue far deeper into my mouth and he let out a groan while

but he stopped me. "Not now. We can do

d I would devour

" He chuckled,

my bag. Peter wrapped me into his warm embrace ag

to his pants. I smiled at his playful side befo

ber was

e hospital. Peter couldn't have called with th

oping it was someone-

respond before I continued, "Who is this?

ice on the other end said, a deep, men

tions?" My voice was shaky, trembl

e?" The voice asked,

e question over and over again. There was silence from th

Or are you still the cold-hearted Brinda I used to kno

ssive sense of being watched. The black ca

ss. How can I handle all of this?" I begged, m

u across the street. Get

e cab, parked across from me. With no oth

where to go," the

over me, not yet. But the cab started moving anyw

felt like an eternity. My hands g

for me at the e

at. There, at the edge of a cliff, was Peter standing there as if he was instructed not to

ne ran

ld punish him?" The cold vo

ad always stayed with me every step of th

ld I be a

your lover was the one who showed Dr. McMasters

in my head screaming, "NO!!!" I raised my

burned with indignation, "How dare you?"

ect you to start changing sides by going back to that motherfucking place. Can you see what problem it had brought us? Wh

the same Peter who stood by me always? Was he same Peter I wined and dined with for thr

rolling out of my eyes as I walked slowly clo

you do that? I trusted you. I loved

me. I was only fighting for us. I was fighting for our future. Your

ing through the area. "Why were you trying to

amount of time left, she will die. We sh

words for? To make me believe that you care?" I

. If I hadn't pulled you back that night, you

ngrily. He moved his hands around my arm and it only made my skin craw

lt vanished away in a second. I reached out to him and grab

ft hand on the edge of the cliff. I began to pull him up

a foot step on Peter's left hand that gripper the edge of the cliff

ry still haunting my ears. I let out a soul-wrenching wail from the very

my breathing increased rapidly. Who was the bastard that s

slowly an

nce was commanding and terrifying. His laughter reverberated throug

onto his, my hands shook uncontrollably, my breath caught

ed, the shock and horror fil

accompanied by the thundering sound that was

ew-clear enough for me to see it. It's bee

recognize h

ast flooded into my head. He locked his eyes on mine for

ake ends meet which included me working as a stripper and him working as a

he brought his face back to our normal leve

to see you. You b

terrible between us?" He cupped my chin in his hand. "Where

ve lost the right to touch me years ago when you left me all alone. Y

o touch my chest which was beating rapidly.

n't help you with a

ts to kill, the one who would do anything to hide a dead body, the one who onc

py under Alpha Exposition-A spy agency, popular

on. Later, I got to know the man was her father, Andrew. I was ordered to deliver drugs and as time went by, Andrew saw thr

s wh

itor all the activities in the agency. I accepted the offer and did

the money so I wo

a job at Donald's clubhouse where I mostly attract m

oked chaos and Cecilia's elder brother attained power. He dismi

t going back to that lifestyle." I fi

ed to my back, brought his head to my ears then whispered, "I'm not

at would happen with his presence. "I can't fulfill your request," I told him. "Wait, how did you k

that worked for him? How did he get so much mon

is he back? To begin my de

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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.”