My Mafia Lovestory

ealed beneath a black beanie. Her pale skin and sea-green eyes remained hidden as she wa

monitored her father's mansion. Sneaking out was a breeze; all she had to do was scale the wall where the cameras couldn't see her. However, slippi

business-related, she observed them from afar as they conversed in low tones in her father's office. Even her nosy younger

broad shoulders that resembled tree trunks. Despite his intimidating presence, he possessed

light stubble, and wide pink lips. And his tan skin said he spent a lot of time in the sun or was due to his Colombian h

to slow to a halt. Thereafter, she darted out of the brushes as the big G-Waggon blocked h

side the range of the camera, she darted across the lawn, c

h a content smirk. Nothing had changed about

robably no older than 16 years old at the time. She had jumped out from nowhere, scaring the life out of his

ery time she knew he was coming; s

he type to use people to his advantage

nobody d

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he really saw her for the first time. The long blonde curls and those green eyes dot with blue fleck

, his heart began beati

rom America, he had his men keep a close eye on her since her father wasn't. He did it to keep her

y bodies during the two years he had waited

Then, the opportunity to take her from Harry's grasp came lik

it. He was a broker, and Jamie wouldn't be surprised if he had taken his goods and started

ness with. He monitored their lives, noted down who they met on a daily basis, and wh

yes. His men were everywhere, in all the deepest and darkest corners of th

r, the man was balding and turning grey. He stood at an average height, but beside Ja

e and a rou

himself go. He had known him for year

a smile, "How long

ed nonchalantly, "I'

led down the corridor, in the corner of his eyes, Jamie spots Julie, dressed in her u

t overlook the back garden. His men, security that he

e room; her eyes kept loweri

panish. He was fluent in several languages, particularly Arabic, and Swahili was often the most useful

iness do

shipments have gone missing." He said thi

f he were going to give her some air. The point-bla

lions from private accounts." Jamie continu

it is." He hastily deni

ry was caught like a deer in headlights; he was willing to do anything now not to be buried six feet under. M

force whatever he wanted from Harry. Good for him; he had

daug

rdered daringly. "Show

away from Jamie's intensity.

er." He stated it n

e moved in with him four years ago. Her mother had gone mentally insane an

her up at a temporary home. Ever since then, he has kept he

nd had no hobbies; she was isolated from

away the sweat that had dropped into his eyes. H

upper society. He heard them and was ashamed and embarrassed of himself. His wi

ake care of her own needs, complete her schoolw

car as a shield from the camera?" He raised an eyebrow, not wanting to b

e a problem giving up his daughter to his man; she was nothing but an

questioned me curiously.

e intended to do with his daughter. "I'm going to marry her." He looked him dead in the eye and said, "Hopefu

the talent of causing several disappearances and horrible deaths. Decapitation, being buried alive, and drownings—all the terrible and frightening ways to die. H

daughter, was