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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

<p>"Everything is well guarded, sir. I have been trying my best but it is almost like Darcy Raven already knew what measures to take to prevent any information from leaking." Cayden did not speak any lies. He really had not gotten his hands on any information―maybe except a few little things. </p>

<p>Agent ß sighed in disappointment and shook his head decisively. "Agent K, I am telling you. You need to do anything in your power, stoop down in the gutter to her level. Tempt her, make her bewitched, or anything like that. Indulge her pathetic desires because you need to extract information out of that worthless hide, understood?" </p>

The Act of Pity