My Sweet Revenge Against The Mafia Boss

or's

my chest. Her perfume was cloying, heavy with desperation, but I let her linger. A moment of dis

he muffled voi

word," I said to the woman, my tone clipped. She smirked

ling into my chair, the le

face pale and uneasy. "Bos

ipping the glass of alco

our men was badly injured, and the briefcase..." He

ttered as I crushed it, shards cutting into my palm. Bloo

ves. I strode toward him, grabbing his collar and pulling him

afe behind my desk, spinning the dial with precision. Inside was m

l my appointments for the day. I'll be out." I didn't

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my man at the wheel. My thoughts ch

again" I hissed

Four guards stood as lookouts, their

ate

hadows. Using him as a human shield, I stepped into the open as the other guards opened

fired, taking down the rema

e narrow, filled with the stench of sweat and fear. One by one, I incapacitat

ind a desk, his bodyguards flanking him, their guns

ace, Victor," the boss drawle

ng my gun. "I've

e guards and using him as leverage. The boss cursed as I

your men,

efiance, but he relent

d down

briefcase,"

on the desk. Still holding the boss, I gra

mething unexp

of my own man. I turned to see him a

oding my veins. Betraye

ok you in and gave you a j

. "It's jus

sing my hands. "I'll give you the

ring across the floor. We fought, punches landing hard and fast, bu

unding against the floor. I called James, sho

hatch shut behind me, barricading

up, surrounding me. I backed toward th

e to run now Victor

nd stepped o

er's ladder, the wind whipping against my face. James pul

etter help,

father requested you go fo

nstantly. Now I'd have to deal

shop," I said, lean

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rie'

It was beautiful, sure, but it wasn't mine, it was

other one?" I sighed, trying it on. As I

r eyes met, and for a moment, time stopped. He look

sir," the shopkeeper s

haking off the feeling of guilt

d suit that boldly showed his broad shoulder

t?" he asked the sh

We need pre-w

ed. The photographer adjusted our positions, placing

tried not to look at it but curiosity got the better of

e lost balance, falling to the floor. I l

mbled, scrambl

sion unreadable. Finally, he stood up, brushin

e fell on the briefcase. Something about the symbol

or stormed back in, his eyes blazing. "Don'

was

he said, cu

o

my phone. "I left it in the chan

there, holding it.

you," I sai

s sharp. "Have fun a

my spine as I walked away,

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a huh? This is gonna be fun.