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

My heart was beating so fast I feared that everyone could hear its reverberating rhythm.

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes but I kept them at bay. Crying was for the weak. I reminded myself.

"Believe me man you don't want to find out what I would do if you do not Let her go now." Scar chuckled darkly. He was now close to us. A few inches_a mile away_either way he was now close to us. I felt safe being in his watchful gaze.

His presence commanded fear and respect forcing me to raise my head.

The leader let me go alright, but then in a blink of an eye I watched as he punched Scar in the stomach. The rest of the stupid gang members held Scar's hands to stop him from defending himself or throwing a punch.

I became worried for Scar but he didn't look worried for himself. He smiled so wide and winked at me. I stood still with my hands on my chest feeling the worst form of fear. Our eyes met and the world stopped.

At that point it felt like we were communicating with our soul.

The leader again tried to hit him, but  Scar wriggled his way out of the grip of the guys holding him and held on to the leaders hand stopping him from throwing the punch. This was done with so much swiftness I barely noticed anything.

Snap, I heard. I think he broke the leaders wrist then he kicked him so hard that he fell into the mini river that was just down the road. The river which was filled with so much dirth, that was exactly where the gang leader belonged in.

One of the other gang guys who looked tough with all his muscles bulging out and a stupid beard brought out a knife from his pocket. The he faced Scar menacingly.

"You want some of this man?" He laughed hysterically.

"You Do not want to do that." Scar smirked whilst  shifting back. "Do you know who I am?"

"Oh yea! Are you afraid mighty man." Another guy giggled. "Come and get a piece of me"

"I'm afraid for you." Scar grinned. He held on to my hands even though I protested to it at first.

"Stay with me Mira." Scar ordered.

"Protecting someone else's girl huh." The other guy mocked. "I know you don't have your own girl, so now you want what belongs to another. But how can you have yours with such a hideous face? Who do you think you are?"

It hurt me to hear him mock Scar. I wanted to defend him. To fight for him. Impulsively I struggled to wiggle out of his hold just so I could defend him too, the same way he defends me. But his grip on my wrist was too strong.

It was his way of assuring me that everything was alright. That he was here now. That he could defend himself and me. I relaxed again.

Logically I couldn't even defend him no matter how badly I wanted to do so. I had to stop being impulsive. I had to.

"She's no ones girl, drop the knife now and leave."

"You think you are so powerful?" He laughed, He faced his boys, making a funny gesture to them which made them join in his laughter. "I will kill you, and sell your body part one by one." He said through clenched teeth.

I would have been afraid for Scar, but he had proven to be capable of handling any danger.

The one with huge muscles tried to attack Scar with a knife but It was not an expert move coming from him judging from the way Scar swiftly dodged the attack and held on to his hand.

Scar kicked the guys knees so hard that he flew back in shock and pain.

He rolled on the floor screaming and convulsing.

"Does anyone else want to give me a try. Please Don't say yes I do hate inflicting pain. But if you do say yes, then you leave me no other choice than to break every single one of your bones." He sighed, faking concern. "I would turn around if I were you."

I turned to face him daring to look away from them. There was a murderous glint in his eyes that looked too familiar. Too, too familiar.

No one answered. So we took it as a clue to turn around and leave. Save the fight for another day.

I was oblivious to the fact that the war just began.

CHAPTER 59