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The Mafia's Rose
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After her mother’s death, Feng Xuan was sent overseas to continue her studies and was under strict instructions to never come home.

Feng Xuan had always known she was going to marry someone she did not love. That was why she was not surprised that when her father finally allowed her to come back, she was off to be married immediately.

Upon marrying the handsome, somewhat brooding but caring, Qing Chen, a hotelier and the new mafia boss on the side, Feng Xuan started to realize that she might not be the woman whom she thought she was.

There was only one condition that allowed Qing Chen to marry Feng Xuan: he is to keep her protected from the world, and from herself.

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This is a story about a woman who uncovers the long buried details about her life, the society, the world, and her mother’s untimely death. Along the way, she discovers who she really is; smart, ruthless, cunning, and powerful.

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WARNINGS: (If you comment anything about this, I will direct you to read these AGAIN)
1. This is a slow-paced story, because of this ROMANCE CAME LATE FOR THE LEADS. I'm saying this again, LATE. There's a huge reason behind this, if you will be patient you'd get there. 
2. Male Lead is weak AT FIRST. As this story is slow-paced, character development took a while. 
3. Female Lead will start to reawaken around Chapter 80 and ML will rise into his full potential shortly afterwards--once you start reading you'll know why it took this long. 
4. This book is not just about the romance part, it is also has a lot of mystery and later on, action in it.

English is not my first language. Please do not hesitate to comment corrections regarding spelling and grammar. Thank you!

This is an original story.
The picture on the cover is not mine. Credits to the real owner.


Update schedule: One chapter a day.

The Mafia's Rose Married The CEO

Qing Chen did not know what to feel when they entered the restaurant. Clearly, the sign by the door said they were open. Surprisingly enough, there really were people dining in small tables at the floor. The whole place smelled old and he felt like it would collapse any second. He expected worse and for it to be dirty. But the floor was clean and it looked like everything get regularly wiped down.

The only sketchy thing about it, was that most of the tables were inside of rooms made out of wall partitions. The general area had tables and chairs. A stage was set, though he was honestly expecting a pole, there was none.

There was something disturbing his gut. There was something wrong in this place.

A slim woman, no more than twenty, by the door asked them, "Private?"

Wuming nodded. "Yeah, send us your best waitress."

Time To Be Honest