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[WARNING: There will be Mature Scenes in this book]

Life was hard enough when she lost her mother. 

When her father got married, life was even harder. Sofia was bullied and often went to sleep with an empty stomach. 

When her father died, she was thrown away by her stepmother. 

No money. No friends. Nothing. 

All she had was her tenacity to live.
She scavenged for food. She learned how to pickpocket and she learned not to trust anyone's word. 

Until she was kidnapped and brought to a place she had no idea of. If she wanted to get out, she needed to fight. She needed to kill. She needed to persevere and not make friends. 

"Emotions are your biggest hurdle. Learn to lock your feelings away." 

At the age of ten, she made her first kill. She learned all sorts of things in order to survive this cruel world. And when she reached the legal age, she became the heir to the mafia king. 

"Drunk driving isn't allowed. Give me your license!" Officer Hughes told Sofia who was still muddle-headed after hitting her car on a lamp post. 

"How about you give me your number?" Sofia retorted. Her red and smiling lips were hauntingly beautiful, seducing him to give in to her. 

"Ma'am, you don't need to seduce me. I won't fall for your tricks." 

Even with blood rolling on her face, Sofia wasn't the least bit bothered. It's nothing to her. 

"Let me send you to the hospital first." Officer Hughes offered as he tried opening the door of her car. 

"Just kiss my wound and it will be fine." 

'The impact has damaged her brain cells. She's going crazy. I need to bring her to the hospital soon.' 

Unknowingly, he stepped into the trap that Sofia laid specially for him. Now that she caught her prey, she would never let him go again.


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From Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

My Wild Little Kitten Is A Mafia Boss

Sofia was sitting on a bamboo chair, wiping her gun and her knives carefully with her reflection showing on the steel she was holding. Her serious and cold face can scare both the children and adults away. In fact, except for Rudolf who saved her, she didn't talk to anyone else.

Currently, she was living in a community away from the city. It wasn't a poor place but not rich either. If she has to be blunt about it, she was with an anti-government group. There were more males in the population than girls. Even children here were thought to fight and use guns. She didn't care.

"You are not supposed to move about, you know," Rudolf said as he handed Sofia a cup of coffee. "Your wounds are healing and your bruises haven't faded yet. Do you want to leave soon?"

"Hn. I need to find my brother's body."

"What if that man buried him somewhere? Where do you think you can find him?"

"I'll find some way. Thank you for your concern, Rudy."

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