Currently under heavy editing! Book 1 My Mafia Queen!

The man grabbed her hair forcefully, "Liam fucking Winter? Where is he? Don't waste any more of my time, bitch!"

Myra could only sigh and close her eyes, sick that she had to deal with this nearly every day. She wondered why people were so obsessed with her long hair. She was also upset to learn that few people were aware of her identity.
Click.

The sound of a gun's safety being clicked off can be heard.

"Lucky for you, you're standing in front of his sister."

My Mafia Queen

Oh no. 'This was probably a stroke of bad luck or maybe a bad sign', I thought as I glanced down for a second before quickly looking up again. 


Maybe... just maybe the scale was broken? I refused to believe that this happened. 


How could I- gain weight?! I mean, I just ate one donut- hold on- half donut before Jake confiscated all the donuts. How could I let this happened? I'd underestimate myself. Like most women out there, I too- was concerned about my weight. It was in our nature after all to worry about matters like weight, height, and so on. 


One more problem, gaining weight means that it would only slow me down when I'm on a mission or something. Jesus, Alex would probably laugh at me if I tell her this. 


Chapter 15 : The Night