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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

"You have been a bad girl,hmm? Close the door," comes his husky voice.

And here went her motivation to stand against him. She was here to argue with him, saying how she doesn't need a guard but as soon as she heard his voice and noticed how he was looking, her legs started to turn into jelly.

It has been a long time since he touched her. Her insides were aching for his touch.

She wanted to run her lips all over his exposed collarbones, chest and face.

She wanted to sit between his spread legs and ride him till they both forget why they decided to meet in the first place.

After closing the door, she stands there without doing anything.

The buttons of his shirt were undone. His hair seemed messy and wet, as if he just got out of shower.

His one veiny hand resting on his one thigh while the other was holding a glass of wine.

His lips glittering from the liquid.

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