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He is a devil; she is an angel. An angel and a devil are never meant to be. But what fate awaits them here? 

**Oscar Lorenzo Bernadetta** is the most dangerous, wealthy, and handsome man in the country. He shattered millions of hearts when he married a woman. But, to the good fortune of those unknown women, he got divorced.

One day, as he was on his way to pick up his son from school, he encountered a wild woman. Not only did she crash her bike into his car, but she also humiliated him, making him buy her a new bike. To top it off, she stole his son's heart—his bottom line!

He thought he would never see her again after that incident. But God had different plans; she became a teacher at his son’s school.

"I want my piano teacher as my tutor at home," Little Charlie declared.

"And why would I do that?" Oscar asked, eyebrows raised.
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"Twenty thousand dollars to be a tutor! Which idiot would offer you that much?" Oscar growled in frustration at the eccentric woman in front of him.

"You, idiot," she said with an innocent smile, making his veins pop out.

"I’ll offer five thousand dollars. Take it or leave it," Oscar declared, rising from his seat.

"You will get twenty thousand dollars," came the little tyrant's voice again.

Oscar felt the urge to pull his hair out and spank both the big kid and the small one, but he refrained to maintain his image.

"I won’t pay for her," he seethed.

"No need. My grandma will pay," the little tyrant said, driving Oscar closer to madness for the umpteenth time.

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As expected, she caused chaos in his home and stole his heart in the process. Just when his heart was fully hers, his ex-wife reentered his life, threatening to tear everything apart.

But little did they know, his ex-wife didn't come to reconcile; she came to destroy him and her biological son while revealing his darkest secrets.

Why did she do that? 

Will her presence change everything? 

Will his secrets scare her away? 

What drove his ex-wife to turn against him and their own blood? 

**Read the story to find out more.**

My Mafia Daddy's Cursed Love

MATURE CONTENT!!! STRICTLY FOR THE PEOPLE ABOVE 18!

As they stumbled into the bedroom, their lips never parted, the fire between them burning hotter with every passing second. The kiss was deep, urgent, filled with an unspoken need that neither could suppress. Magnar's hands explored the curves of her body, memorizing every dip, every soft plane that made her uniquely Helen.

She was music beneath his fingertips, a melody he longed to play forever. And he was the symphony that resonated through her soul, every touch sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.

"Such a beautiful dress," he murmured against her lips, his voice thick with desire. "But I think it needs to go."

Ready?*