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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

The chosen referee blew the whistle, signaling the start of the fight. Darcy and Dominic circled each other in the ring, their focus fixed on the opponent's every move, fists clenched and ready and so did their feet.

The audience fell into complete silence, none of them wanting to miss even a single glimpse of the legendary spar that did not happen quite as often. Their interest peaked as Darcy and Dominic kept calculating their moves.

Dominic lunged forward, trying to seize the first hit as he aimed to hit Darcy, but she anticipated his move and dunked at the right moment, kicking him in the sides as Dominic winched. He determinedly glared at Darcy who winked at him.

He once again rushed to Darcy trying to grab her neck in a chokehold, his biceps pumping tense with strength, but Darcy was easily able to escape as she held his arm behind him, throwing him to the ground using his own momentum against him.

A Failed Agent