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Rose was so naive that she didn't know Jonah, her ex-fiancé, was cheating on her even before her wedding day. On the night before her wedding, she caught him cheating on her with the last person she would ever expect him to be with, Rebecca.
Out of anger and spite, she cursed at them and left, then went and got herself drunk and made out with a mafia don, who, oblivious to her, was her fiancé's stepbrother and his boss.
On the day of the wedding, she stormed in and canceled it, calling Jonah out. After the embarrassment, Jonah vowed to make her life miserable. She tried to get a job, but it was almost impossible because of the influence Jonah had.
So she went to the greatest mafia don that her friend Lucy recommended to her. When she went to ask for his help, the don turned out to be the mysterious man who had been showing interest in her, but she had kept declining. Unbeknownst to her, he was her ex-fiancé's boss and stepbrother.
She asked for his help, and he offered it, of course, but on one condition.that she would be his mistress !.
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Chapter 2
Rose pov
When I walked out of the studio out of spite and anger all welled up to my chest, I just kept walking.
I didn't know where I was going to but I just kept walking till I started hearing Buzz of music from afar.
I followed the sound, and it lead me right in front of the Mafia bar Jonah once introduced me to when he was still trying his best not to be a cheaty ass, but forbid me from entering.
Well it won't mean a damn thing any more because I am entering here right now, when I walked in I looked ahead and saw a bartender so I walked straight to him.
The man must have recognised me with the way he looked at me and 'cause almost every single person in this town knows I'm engaged to Jonah, he dashed me a smile but I didn't retort it.
" Give me one of your strongest mix here "
He raised a brow like he was taken aback and said, " Okay, coming right up miss, sit and watch me do my magic!"
I just sat on the stool nearby and watched him mix the drink. If I wasn't in a shitty mode, I'd say he really did perform magic but right now, Nu uh.
He grinned back at me while holding my drink then he muttered, " On Jonah's tab, right"
I felt the urge to roll my eyes off my eye socket, of course he'd recognised me as Jonah's fiance what was I thinking.
I couldn't reply so I just nodded and he served me my drink, " Here you go, mi lady"
I smiled at his playfulness and muttered a small, "thank you".
I took the drink and dawned it down in one shot and I heard Snickers behind me.
" yeah that's what happens when you're tied to a Mafia boss, you're not certain of, but just a chance and they all come running to alcohol, shameless whores".
I shook my head, No that not happening not in my watch would someone insult my dignity, I stood up and turned to them.
I walked up to the one I heard his voice and growled, " what did you just say..?"
The man stood up and my eyes kind of widened in shock, he was quite tall enough to bully the shit out of me,
"I said that you are a shameless whores"
As he was saying that he was moving closer so since I stood no chance to him, I moved backwards but he still came closer almost breathing the same oxygen with me, " Do you have a problem with.."
I watched as his eyes immediately widened to the extent that he didn't finish his statement and he stood straight immediately and bowed his head, my legs were already shaking from the impact of his scare.
So I slowly turned to know what was going on, but of course my legs just found the perfect time to tangle together and I fell face flat on the...
I fell on something soft, when I opened my eyes I gasped when I saw that I fell on a man's chest.
I instantly stood up straight and bowed my head in embarrassment muttering a little sorry but instead of the man being angry, I heard him laugh in a deep rich voice which made me look up and I think I got lost for a second at how green his eye was.
He smiled down at me everybody seem to be tall and intimidating here, " it's okay, let me handle the boys"
He walked past me and I could hear what he was telling the boys that harassed me but with their facial expressions, it definitely wasn't good.
I watched as he talked to the boy's scratch that I was actually looking at his features. I don't know whether it was the one shot I took that was making me imagine things but this man has a nice jaw line.
And his voice was sharp and authoritative, he spoke like he owned the bar, well I don't mind if he does though, I thought with a giggle.
When he was done giving them instructions, I watched the boy's disappear out the door in a haste like he had threatened their life.
The man walked to the extreme end of the bar to where the bartender was and took a gulp from the drink that was already kept there and I watched as the liquid slid down his throat.
Ugh... I grumbled at my drunk, what the heck is wrong with me, I still watched him start walking to a particular direction.
I didn't know when my legs started moving and I followed him suit, he suddenly stopped and entered a stall. I looked up and saw what the stall was for with the word "male section" boldly written on it.
The man seemed to have noticed that he was being followed and slowly turned his back and those green eyes pierced back at me, and I felt myself melting in those eyes.
He cocked a brow at me and smiled, "Sure you wanna join me, huh ?"
I wanted to turn back and leave in order not to do something I would regret, but as I turned to leave and had flashes of Rebecca moaning with her mouth open.
Nope, after all I came here with my legs, I turned back to him and immediately grabbed the man by his collar, tipped on my toes so I could reach him and kissed him without hesitation, he let me and we both stumbled into the stall and it went shut.
I released his lips and he smiled down at me while lifting my chin like he was admiring me, then I moved my face closer again to take his lips in mine but he drew back immediately.
That made me furrow my brows at him, then he asked me while staring right into my eyes, " Are you sure..you want to do this ?"
I nodded my head, I've never been drunk sure about something before, I muttered a little, " yes.."
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8.0
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"Yes!" Tessa said softly. "Yes it is!"
"So you've been cheating on me, haven't you?" He spat.
Her hands trembled. "No, I swear, it's not like that."
He grabbed her arm, his grip bruising her wrist as she squealed in pain.
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As secrets unravel and danger closes in, Tessa must protect her unborn child while trapped between love, vengeance, and men who want to own her fate.
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7.4
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The ruthless king of the Oryolov Bratva. A billionaire monster who rules the city with ice in his veins and blood on his hands.
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