MARRIED TO THE MAFIA BOSS

pte

br

himself a murderer, and just like that I was stu

into?" I whimpered as I fel

ce...what kind of men did

y bed and walked up to the door, I placed my hand on the doorknob before yanking it open. A mai

eyes widened. I had not eaten for days. I did not want to eat with Ace. I didn't want to see hi

downstairs," She said to me calmly with a gentle bow, "May I come in?" She asked

e to the table, placing the plate of food gently bef

go, he was here, calling himself a murderer, a bad man and now he made

so con

-

aked beans, and scrambled eggs with a warm cup of coffee.

" I grunted, glaring at her as she s

n" I muffled and rolled my eyes as I got

eep breath and turned to me "Ma'am, I don't know if I should be saying this, and most of all

ped my fork and gave her my full

ruel to someone, trust me he is just inflicting the same amount of pain that person caused another person. Mr Ace always has a reason.

Ace's face that day when he was beating up that man,

words sunk into my head "D

fun and having conversations like normal people. Aside from beating up that man, Ace has not done any

roa

uld I do?

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looked at me through his laptop with his anti-blue glasses resting on the tip of his

crossed his arms while staring at me as though he w

on his table was a table lap, a black journal, a black fountain pen, and a glass filled with whiskey. Opposite his table was an extra chair which was closer to where I stood. Behind him was

ack. Everything in the room was in bla

brought you to my office?" He fumed, the tension in his ne

need me to check on you later?" I a

id them into his pocket before he took off the glasses he wore that made

m busy..can you get it over" He snapped, his voice

d there, he turned to Ace before he gazed at me, his lips slightly parted

thing" Ace blurted, with his eyes focu

mad

ause of wh

r been so c

beat him up

went there, it's onl

any of your busin

ha