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

I wasn't the least interested in the girls. I had work to do and women were the least of my problems.


The plan was for two men, two new recruits to take the girls and three to follow behind just in case the girls managed to escape. It was like a test for the new recruits.


 If they failed they died. They each knew this, they knew the consequences of failing was death so hopefully they would do the job well. Failure was not tolerated in this gang. 


However I was informed that they both failed_that they were overpowered by the girls. How unfortunate. Sadly, I had expected their failure and planned out for it. While hoping for success it is always necessary to plan for failure.


My phone rang "Boss they are here." Marcus said on the first ring. He was my right hand man and one of the very few persons I trusted in a way.


 I had no interest In the matter so the news didn't really affect me in anyway. I was doing this only because I wanted to give them the satisfaction they needed as my men. 


Women were of less importance to me. I couldn't let anyone close not when they could betray me and end everything that I had worked so hard to build. Not when they could end up like my mother. That was my major fear, being like my father. I never want to let any woman go through what my mother did.


When I got to the base the warehouse was empty at first. I nodded to my men who were stationed in different positions for security. 


"Move." I heard Simone order. I knew they were here. Three of them walked in pointing their guns on the head of the three girls who walked in front of them.


 One of the girls immediately caught my eye. She was defiant. While the rest walked, she struggled. I thought that she was the one who initiated the escape. 


The polythene bag that was meant to cover her face had been removed letting me get a good view of her. Her hands were bound and held by Simone who seemed to be rather enjoying himself. I immediately felt a pang of hurt in my chest. I was jealous of his hold on her. I didn't want anyone else to touch her but me. I couldn't tell why, but I was suddenly possessive of the young girl now standing before me.


"Let us go please." One of the girls pleaded bringing my mind back to the issue at hand and away from the beauty who had stolen my heart with a glance.


"She seems like the rebellious one boss. Fucking Slut thinks she's a fighter!" Jide spat slapping her ass. I flinched. There was suddenly an internal growl in me. I felt this anger, this rage. I wanted to break his skull but he was family. I was willing to forgive this but I knew that there was a limit to what I could forgive.


She struggled to remove her arms from his firm grip and I found myself wanting to help her. "Let me go please." She begged. 


I stared at her, my throat dry. She must be a witch because she was charming me with some kind of voodoo. I was enchanted by her and there was no other logical explanation for this other than that she had charmed me.


Funny enough her eyes were on me too. In that moment I knew that I had to have her for myself.


CHAPTER 30