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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

Was Rose really right about him? He could not help but ask himself. Was this mission already on its way to the doom?

He had a lot of questions whereas Darcy was looking at him anticipatingly, so he thought of nothing but to envelop her in a tight hug and he followed his heart, wrapping his arms around Darcy, trying to give her all the comfort in the world she could ever ask for.

"You're so silly. I've never left like I was a lowlife even for once. Maybe your approaches are a bit different than normal people but I've never seen you hurt anyone innocent. You helped the orphanage for me and now you are caring about the elderlies of the Cedar Willow. Don't think about the negatives only when there is a lot positive about you." Cayden spoke so gently and genuinely that his voice felt like a lullaby to Darcy's ears. She even almost drifted to sleep.

A Sour Loser