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 moved closer to her, with each step I took I fell more into her charm. Standing a few inches away from her, my heart beat stopped. 


All I wanted to do at that moment was to kiss her, it wasn't love at first sight I knew that. It was more like passion, I craved her skin and wanted her so bad. It was lust, a fire blazing desire to have her in my arms. 


I held her chin up and smiled. The guys must not know about my feelings for her yet, they must think that this was all a game_for her sake and mine.


"I like her spirit. It is always fun breaking her likes. Leave this one for me." I chuckled darkly. "You are mine." I said to her, my voice as commanding as usual. 


She started to shake, teardrops fell down her beautiful face. I felt guilty for making her fear but it was all to protect her. My thoughts were distracted and clouded I just wanted to whisk her away to another world where we could both live peacefully.


It was the first time in a long time that I wished that I didn't chose this kind of life. That I wasn't a criminal, a gang leader. I wished that I was just an ordinary man so that nothing would complicate my love for her.


I stared at her, not taking my eyes of her. Her eyes widened after I just killed one of my men because of her and caused another to bleed all for her. I didn't want to hurt anyone in front of her, but anytime I see a man touch her a switch in my head goes off and I just want to kill them. All of them.


 It was for her that my heart started to beat again after the death of my mother.


I wanted her but in the most purest of ways and I knew she had no good opinions about me both from what she has heard and what she saw me do. It hurt.


 For the first time I wondered if I could ever be loved after all my mistakes and after all my crimes. The answer to this hit me with all frankness.


No one could ever love a monster like me and If I wanted to get her to love me_which I did with all of my heart, then I had to become an angel. I had to become her angel. But how does a devil turn into an angel.


I had them take her to my house and I had the pleasure of touching her, of kissing her, but it was not enough. I wanted more. I wanted her to love me too but not as me, no, I didn't want her to end up like my mother.


She reminded me so much of my her, the innocent young teenage virgin that fell for the ruthless gang leader. I was afraid that my mothers fate would befall her and I had seen it in her eyes, the defiance, the suppressed desire for me.


There was a connection between us and If I had continued to touch her, if I had been her first then she would have been stuck with me. I didn't want that for her, I wanted her to be the angel she had always been. 


I wanted her to live a long and fulfilled life so I had to leave against my self. My whole body, my mind and soul ached to have her but I had to think of her first. 


Walking down the flight of stairs I suddenly thought of a perfect plan to have her as mine which I must. But to establish this plan I had to talk to someone special, someone who was once an ally and could be one again. The person I trusted the most.


"Boss where are you up to?" Marcus asked, when I got to the front porch of my house. He was talking on the phone with someone and his face was contorted in displeasure, which made me grin.


I figured that it must be one of his numerous play things. Marcus loved women. 


"Nowhere important. Just make sure you keep your eyes on Mira. Don't let her leave but don't touch her. I don't want any harm to come to as much as a hair on her head." I warned.


"Sure Sir." Marcus immediately replied. He must have been taken aback by my instruction but I didn't have the time to explain to him yet. 


CHAPTER 31