Valoel

She lives a simple life. His is as tangled as a piece of thread. She is full of joy and bliss. He is burning with hate and blood lust. 
But somehow, they need each other.
And he would stop at nothing to make sure she is his.
In a world of where you feel cold, you gotta stay gold.
The pains of a past life and the bewilderment of the future, can these two souls become one?

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Rich guy, Poor girl

Austin didn't know why Heather was here. She was one of the elite mafia queens around, leader of the Black House. Their paths had crossed once when Austin was walking around one of his many training facilities.

Heather had been a bit older than him. She had attacked him that night and unfortunately for him, he had been injured due to a previous fight. She had black hair and devilish blue eyes. Once she had chained him to a chair, she began her round of questioning.

"What kind of question is that, bitch?"

He spat. He was angry that he had been knocked out by a woman. It was so embarrassing. Austin Cannon, mafia king, big time billionaire, chained by a woman.

"I just wanted to get it right." She smirked.

The smile on her amusing face disappeared as she pulled out a five inch blade.

"Listen here, pretty boy." She brought the knife closer to his throat. "I ask the questions and don't think I will hesitate to rip out your windpipe."

He saw determination in her eyes and relaxed. She chuckled and took the knife away.

"You're cute. But not that cute."

He woke up on the concrete floors of his training centre. The next time he met her was when there was a gathering of many mafia bosses. At that time, Sally was the one giving speeches, assigning mission and slaughtering bodies. And he was so proud of her. Heather had pretended like it never happened and they had never met. He had fought alongside her and she was a total badass.

She killed with no mercy, she has no mercy and she was never off guard. She was perfect. The clothes she wore defined every curve she had. She was the only woman who dared him. Not even Sally ever dreamt of it.

He had visited her once to discuss some activity that had been going on around both their groups. But it seemed as if she has ulterior motives. Even the slightest smile could destroy any man. Well, he wasn't any man.

"You look ravishing, Austin." She giggled, her eyes twinkling.

"What are we waiting for? Let's get this party started." Heather said and upbeat music began playing and excitement returned once more. Heather winked at him before vanishing into the crowd.

"She looks as beautiful as ever, doesn't she, Austin?" Calum grinned, appearing out of nowhere.

"Get out of here." Austin pushed Calum away and went on with his party. But he could only think of Alora.

Alora decided that she should go to the park. There, she fed countless pigeons. Austin was really nice to her. She didn't see any reason to hate him other than the fact that he kills for a living.

But he had been so nice to her. He was probably pulling her legs. 'You have to give him a chance.

'You never had anyone else in your life.' A voice in her head said. 'What of Sean?" Another voice questioned. 'He is cute and good looking. Besides, he doesn't make clothes out of human bodies.'

Her mind was torn with questions about Austin. There was still Sean and Austin was way out of her league. But did she really like him?

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