Getting married to a Mafia leader wasn’t something everyone desired. But fate had other plans. 

The Bevins was the strongest and scariest gang. However, when it came to love, they were the softest ever. 

What would happen when love and gang works collide? Would love to win or gang would always be the priority?

My mafia man

　　I gave a blatant look. "I'm sorry. I will make sure this mistake doesn't occur again."


　　He narrowed his eyes at me. Nonetheless, he nodded.


　　"You may go now. We can meet some other time, Vayden's sister," Casey spat out.


　　This time Vayden spoke, "Alright, Casey. She's just a distant cousin, not my sister."


　　I rolled my eyes. I felt like I have seen enough drama now. "Whatever, I am leaving," I retorted before walking out of the romantic area and stepped inside the kitchen. "I will be handling all the orders today," I said to Mr. Colleny.


　　He looked at me in shock. "Viana, honey, there's a lot of orders today and you can—"


　　I glared at him, daring him to speak further.


　　"You can handle it. Of course, you can. Everyone, leave the kitchen." He let out a nervous chuckle and further spoke pushing a tray towards me, "Here, chop more vegetables. Murder them like the way you were planning to murder me with your glare."


CHAPTER 119