Seduced By The Mafia King

e to an occasion. Whichever you are faced with while that clock ticks, it will be a defini

fire and come out a better version of who I can be. One might think that you cannot get any more

nter King, and I worked fucking hard to make him. There shall be no one that will disrespect me nor think that he can upset

ake, a mistake that, if there were not so many people around, he would be dead. Yet though, here he stands as he seems to get great satisfac

ering him, not only in size but with sheer determination, t

m my chest, I grab him by that collar onc

felt that earlier on was not enough warning for hi

rips from his body; the buttons pop off one by one and drop like little peas to t

to a slow burn in his eyes, "I w

and in front of me and threaten me so boldly. It seems when he fleed the club so

plete fool, and yet a

drenaline through my veins every time I have it firmly nestled in the palm

godawful smirk on his

t is going to blow you

e, and she is shaking her head. Do I want to

ck to face this fool, "Now, take your to

out you is that perky a

ak that way of Raven. So without a single wink, he con

is Hunt

with only but a smirk on my face

with hands by his side; I hear the most hideous laughte

ram me, and god, he is going to ram hard. But I only ground my feet and wait for him to attempt to make an impact. As he reaches to

jumps to his feet. "You are g

. There is a slight crack as I push him deeper against it. There is a moan that rolls over his li

his hair. With utmost brute force, I slam his head straig

treet. Then he crashes me into a car park on the side of the street. I watch as he slo

er my body, "I am going to

ck onto my feet. With my feet grounded, I stare at him with eyes that are now startin

istake, I am somewhat sadly mistaken. He only but advances for me again;

only but laugh at him, "You

making a mis

ncredible pace towards mine and reached his fist for my face, bu

oing to re

im off from his feet; he slides a

and yank him up by the shoulder and toss

ond; as he looks to the side for a brief second, he fools me to do

retract my arm and launch it back and land it square in his face. I hear a crack as my knuckles make th

rd and scrum my entire body into his. He drops to the floor, an

f at me, I grab hold of the grip of my gun. In absolute has

en's voice come rolling over th

oft porcelain skin. She only gives a once over and disappointedly shakes her head, "You are exactly

ock my head, "E

ver her shoulder at me. "I am going home, an