Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King

ting up his new house. Kara had resumed to wo

ow, for the first time in a long while, he was look

or them. Doing it again now brought back that old, quiet happin

for the company. Arriving, his employees threw curious gla

a meeting to attend - the important ones

e sharing, his heart pounded. He didn't

Her head turned to the door when it opened and

esterday the CEO will meet her this week. Seeing him here, her mind was alre

pace, set the lunchbox on

aze drifted to her outfi

ou doing here

back into her chair and turning it toward him. H

per curled around it swung into view. His shirt hung open at the t

e bird," he murmured

ved him backwards and

at. Are. You. Doing. Here?" she sp

with his arms crossed,

ed her palm to her forehead, shaking. She was so stupid

ou tell me?"

o," he answered simply, not bo

just proved it. To hell with you and your goddamn job. I quit." She reached for he

y, trying to push him off but he caugh

yes. He couldn't help wondering how she

turned her head sharply to avoid his touch, but he didn't stop. Instead

aid, releasing her. He didn't wan

is desk, but she

ar me?" she

u no matter what. But you can't quit now. It's in the co

s raised

odded. "It'

remembered barely skimming the ten thick copies of the c

he continued. "And fo

rply. Her voice broke. "I'm not E

lept. But the one waiting... they've been counting every second. I'm not going to hurt you, Kara. That

a stepp

ed, tears filling her eyes.

ching her cry twisted

rembling with her thoughts racing. The only person she could blame for this was Lina. If she had just

ced a folded handkerchief placed on her desk. She turn

into her chair. She was unsure if her tears we