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

Ken didn't move. He was still amused. I had no idea what amused him but then again he was a psychopath.

"Don't you want to know what my instructions were to my men, Mira?" Ken asked. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he held on to my gaze.

The vase almost slipped out of my hand and I was sure that my racing heart could be heard across the room.

Ken should have been the one scared, but I was. I was scared because I knew that he would not let me leave.

Scar looked at him in the way you look at a mad man.

"Funny you should say no Mira. Do you think I will let you leave. The first instruction was to kill you. Scar might escape but he will not be leaving here with you. I would have you dead or alive. In this world or the next. All I do know is that I would have you because you belong to me. Only Me. Make your choice now."

I wonder how others do theirs. I mean get temporal oblivion, a point when you want to feel absent from a particular situation even though present. For me I bite my lips to the near point of injury. The temporal feeling of pain causes the aching feeling either of confusion, anger or fear to die down a little affording me a little relief of some sort.

I bit my lips as I heard my name, he would never let me go. What the hell! Why hold on to something that isn't yours that wasn't yours to begin with.

"You are as crazy as a man can get Ken! Do you know that? as crazy as a man can get!  A psychopath that's what you are! Do you think I'll ever so much as love you I would rather die and that includes dying a thousand times over again. I would chose that over being with you. A cultist, a rapist, an adulterer, a kidnapper. Forget the outer exterior the only monster I see here is you!" I yelled.

I didn't know where the words or the strength came from but I knew that I had to let it all out one way or another. I was tensed, but happy that I got that off my chest. I needed him to know what I felt for him since It might be the only opportunity I got to tell him the truth.

He was taken aback, shocked and hurt by my sudden outburst. But I didn't care a bit, not even the slightest.

"Too bad Mira. Too bad you choose death over me just the way you chose a monster over me." He spat angrily

"I'm not one to make good decisions. But believe me this has been the best decision I've made so far and it will remain so no matter the outcome." I scoffed, meeting his rage filled eyes with my equally furious one.

"It was either death or me. You have chosen death, death it is then."

"If anyone will die today, it will be you Ken not Mira." Scar interjected. "Move now!" He ordered, and Ken did so smiling all the way.

I reluctantly dropped the vase since I didn't think it could be of any use to me now. I walked behind them, death on my mind.

I decided that if I got shot then at the point of death, I was going to tell Scar that I had fallen for him. You know, so we have our romantic end. Because without me being at the point of death I didn't think I would be telling him that I loved him. Why should I tell him? why should I get what I don't deserve? What I can't cherish. Why should I get anything at all.

CHAPTER 91