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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

Feng Xuan was stretching on top of the bar that Qing Chen had installed on the ground of their rooftop. Her arm muscles were aching from carrying her weight, but now was not the time that she should give up.

She had to get back in shape. That should bring her some alignment in her life, right? She had been sweating all morning and she was actually feeling good with the sun warm and the wind freely blowing.

She used to do this everyday when she had been studying gymnastics. She couldn't even believe sometimes that she had been able to do some of the poses there.

She was travelling upside down the bar. She was almost at the end of it when she heard footsteps. A second later, Qing Chen's head popped up. He was carrying two cups of coffee and had a bright smile on his face.

Feng Xuan gracefully arched her body and lightly landed on her feet. "Good morning," she said, wiped the sweat off her face, and pressed a kiss on her husband's cheek.

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