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

　　Vayden's eyes softened as I shook my head. "Viana... what are you ta-Viana!"


　　I ran off the door before he could even talk to me.


　　I went into my car and drove to my restaurant at a speed of light. "I have people with me. I am not a loner," I muttered and wiped my tears. "I am not a loner. Vayden is wrong."


　　I am coming to your restaurant during lunch. Don't you dare leave from there before I come.


　　I didn't reply to his message. I looked at my appearance for one last time before getting out of the car.


　　I kept myself occupied with work. After I was done, it was already lunchtime.


　　Byran called me. "Everything went smooth, Viana. This time nothing happened. So, do you forgive me now?" he asked.


　　"I will if we hang out tonight. We can go to a bar or a nice restaurant. I really need someone to talk with. I was very rude to you as well. We need to have a long talk. A friend to friend one."


CHAPTER 122