《The Stripper and the Mafia King》

What happens when a dangerous mafia don fall in love with his hostage? A hostage who is clueless on the reason why she has to go through turmoil? A clueless night of passion that only he remembers as she was just doing her job? Two different pasts but with only one cause? When an innocent girl who  is used to the normal life of a civilian, turns out to be more of what she never knew existed...the Underworld. Will the ruthless King fall in love with the innocent civilian? Or will their unknown secrets end them?

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A King Reincarnated

After walking out the room, I marched down to go and check on Tania. I opened the door only to find her sprawled on the bed crying. I gently closed the door and slowly walked towards her. 


" What's wrong, principessa? " I asked, tracing a finger on her young skin. 


She decided to sit up and let her legs dangle on each side of the bed. She kept wiping her face and sniffing, so I decided to kneel in front of her and box her in. 


" Aunty Anastasia doesn't love me," she said, and I frowned. She sobbed louder this time. 


" She... she... said she hates you. I'm your daughter, so she hates me too." She spoke. I rubbed my face before letting out a deep sigh. 


" Daddy and Aunty are just having a bad time right now," I said to her, but she shook her head no. 


" You hurt her," she said and I scowled. "...in the car she said you kidnapped her and she has scars on her back because of you." 


22. Casablanca Motel