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Darcy Raven, a name that sent shivers through the underworld's spine. Her notoriety was so pervasive that even the lowliest thug to the mightiest mafia leaders had either crossed paths with her or trembled at the mere mention of her name. 

  
While Darcy's primary claim to fame was her ruthless demeanor towards her adversaries, her secondary reputation thrived on her boy toys. Each passing day brought forth a new face that exited her private lounge. 

  
But what shall happen with an unexpected turn when this invincible mafia queen finds herself entrapped by an unanticipated emotion – love? The object of her affection? The docile-looking owner of a trendy café conveniently situated just beyond her base. Initially anticipating a fleeting encounter akin to countless others, Darcy soon discovers herself wrapped around by the café owner's fingers, surprising not only her expectations but those around her as well. 

 
"Do you wanna eat something?" 

"Yes, you."

Mafia Queen's Baby Boy

"Why? Has he been kidnapped or something?" Kobe said, a smirk making its way on his sinister face; he was enjoying it very much. Darcy's grip on her gun tightened, her fury bubbling beneath the surface.

"Just tell me, old man. Where is Cayden? I'll leave quietly after I take him. But if you resist, know that I'll have no second thoughts about ending you right now," Darcy spat, with her gun aimed squarely at Kobe, her resolve unwavering.

"Go ahead, I suppose you're more interested in venting your anger on me than actually finding that pathetic excuse for a human being," Kobe chuckled, the incarnation of villainy, his men echoing his amusement, their laughter ringing in the air.

Darcy knew that breaching the building was a piece of cake. It was the army of armed men standing between her and Kobe, that posed the real threat. If she killed Kobe now, she'd likely lose her own life in the process, and Cayden's life hung in jeopardy, nonetheless.

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