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|Stripper×Mafia boss×CEO|

[Volume one: Heaven's hell]

"On your knees," he said and she did as ordered. He tied a silk cloth around her eyes to make sure that she can't look at him while he fucks her. 

She feels disrespected every time he does this but who was she to deny him when he has her heart in his palms?

"Can you kiss me today, please?" she begged but her begging didn't matter. It was only returned with a smack on her ass as a punishment.

"You know that I don't kiss. Stop making silly demands or you can leave."

"I am sorry, master."

That's how it was, she wasn't respected enough but still, she couldn't leave. He had her heart while she was just a booty call.

She would endure everything just to get some more time with him but still, she wasn't appreciated. 

And when she finally decides to move on, he is on his knees, begging her to stay.

And what was the 'so-called handsome CEO' doing in her workplace? He couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from her.

The once ignored girl was now being chased by two important figures and everyone started calling her 'The irresistible slow poison'

On top of everything, the cute children were there to make things a thousand times better. Her bestie was her protector.

They gave her so much happiness and love that she forgot all of her pain.

A book with diverse cultures, races, and love and full of angst.

PS: the cover isn't mine.

The irresistible slow poison

"I am not. They want me to marry his friend. His friend! I want him, not his friend but my parents don't even want to hear anything I am saying. They straight up said that he's the better option. Who cares about options when I got my priority? I love him," her voice broke at the end, she was on the verge of breaking down.

Heaven knew how precious he was to him. If God was to put the whole world on one side and him on another, she would go on his side.

If he was to burn in the fire of hell then she would do her best to save him but if nothing worked then she would jump in the hell fire with him, to burn together.

If the whole world says that he's not the one for her, she would fight with the whole world, claiming that he's handmade by God for her.

If anyone ever touches a hair of his head then she would make sure that they lost their whole hand.

Angel of death