Miraharlson

The virgin who stole the gang leaders heart.


"You kill all the people that touch me for touching me only? Or is it just a habit of yours_ Killing people?" I dared to ask.

 I was shaking so bad and my hands were sweaty. I was visibly perspirating even though the Ac was on. Still, I just needed to get all these questions of my chest. He was acting so strange and mad. I knew that I would end up dead either ways. Whether I spoke up against him or not I was still going to end up dead. So why be silent?

He started walking towards me, and with each step he took further I took one back in fear and desperation to create space between us, until I was backed up against the wall. He stood so close to me now I was practically breathing his air. 

"Like I told you in the very beginning when we first met, You're mine! And when something is mine no one touches it. So when another man wants to touch you beg him to stop not for your sake but for his. No matter how many they are or how minute the touch is they will end up below the ground the moment they do. You are mine."

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A terrible incident leaves Mira Scarred for life and she is forced to accept a life without love. 


But, fate has other things planned out for her. Mira's life changes when she is kidnapped along with other girls by White Lion's men.


 White Lion is immediately smitten by her. 
He falls deep in love with Mira and he will do anything to have her. Anything.


 Even if it means ruining all that he and his father before him had worked hard to achieve. Even if it means he would run far away from her. 
 
White Lion plays the game of love like war, everything is fair and no rules apply to him.

 Mira just happens to be the centre of his game. Mira who feels nothing. Impulsive, reckless Mira who hates men just like White Lion. 
His show of love is cruel, but his love for her is pure. 




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Mature content:
• Abuse.
• Violence.
• Sexual content.

The gang leaders obsession

THEIR WERE ARMED MEN AT EACH STATION AROUND THE BLOCK.


I sighed, raking my brain for a better escape plan. My heart was beating so fast I couldn't even bring myself to breath. I knew that it was best to wait a while, study my environment and come up with an escape plan but I was anxious.


Some things were better achieved when we didn't plan for them. Like escaping from the clutches of a murderer.


I looked round the room not knowing what I was searching for until it dawned on me that I had to find a weapon If there was any around.


 Thinking about it, it would be impossible for there to be no weapon in the room of a gang leader and killer, one of the eighth wonders of the world kind of thing.


I closed my eyes and thought about all the Mafia and gang movies I had watched. 'Where do they hide their guns?' I asked myself thinking slowly.


My eyes fluttered open gently as if I had just been awoken from a trance. I rushed to the drawer besides the bed and pulled it open there it was__a gun. I took it out immediately and checked if it was loaded. It was, perfect.


My ex best friend in primary school, Mathew, had taught me how to use a gun. He was the son of a general and he loved his father's job so much, he hoped to have it one day. 


Sadly, his father was promoted so many years back and they all had to leave the country. I never did forget how to check a gun, it fascinated me and I hardly got to forget anything that I fancied. It was at this point that I found myself missing him again. It had been so many years.


I heard water run in the bathroom and I knew it was time to leave. I ran to the window and inspected my fall. "Lord help me. I know I don't pray much but please help me I am praying now. Please help me Lord. Save me from this man." I prayed, pressing my palms together. 


I put my legs over the window and brought it back. My heart was beating so fast I almost fainted. Then I heard the door to the bathroom open and I knew I had no time to entertain fear.


"Alright Mirabel you can do this. One. Two. Three." I counted. On the third count I jumped down hitting the ground with a loud thump. But luckily I fell on grass so I didn't hurt my leg much, although I almost sprained my ankle. The house was a one story building but it was not a far jump.


I held the gun tight moving slowly round the house. I was in a garden and there were three men standing at different points heavily armed. When I took one step, one came to my direction and I almost passed out. 


I was lucky enough to hide behind the wall before he caught sight of me.


I was about to take another step when White Lion screamed my name.


Startled, I stopped on my tracks, I nearly pissed on myself. The gun almost slipped from my hand as both my hands were shaking. 


"Mira I know you are down there. Show yourself don't let me find you!"


 I started to run like my life depended on it, because it did. I ran to the right because there was no one there when I started running. Few of his men who had heard him call me ran after me. 


 But I didn't stop because something told me that they were not going to do shoot me. 


CHAPTER 24