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

That was the last one. Dealing with the six of them at the time took me about 28 minutes. 


"Are we done here? I'm getting tired of playing this game with you guys." I dusted myself off, staring down at the bodies that were lying on the ground with injuries and wounds, still alive. 


When I felt a sudden sharp pain right on the side of my stomach, I flinched. Shit, they got me. One of them successfully stabbed me right on the side of my stomach. I couldn't let my guard down around them. Thank god I managed to hold on until the end. Placing my palm to cover the injury, I picked up the plastics and groceries before started walking away. 


"Don't worry... We already distracted her long enough..." 


I heard snickering and whispering in the background as I made my way to the parking lot. Distract me? 


I shut the door behind me before making my way to the living room. The smell of somewhat coppery and metallic polluted the air. 


Chapter 33 : The Truth