《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

One of the only things that engulfed us other than the thick tension that we could cut through using a butcher knife. 


All of us were seated in the lounge. I was seated on a couch between King and Ronaldo while Weston, Val and Lorenzo stood behind our sofa. Amanda sat on the longer couch with Andrea, Diego and Tae. Dominic was seated on one of the ottomans. 


No one spoke; we just glared at each other. 


I was twiddling with my fingers and King's finger traced patterns on my clothed thighs. Dominic's gaze fixated on me, mostly. 


"Is anyone talking or should we just all go our separate ways?" Diego asked nonchalantly, causing King to grit his teeth. 


 I could tell that these two would never get along. 


"Go our separate ways," Weston stated. 


61. Colombian Mafia King’s arms