Third POV
Irene looked at him like he was crazy
"I am not doing that, I didn't work my ass off to become who I am today just so you can barge into my life and destroy my hard work! We are not becoming work partners "
"What about romantic partners?" He asked and Irene took out a pocket knife from the drawer beside her, her eyes narrowing
"I was just joking" he said rubbing his neck not looking her it the eyes
"Joke like that again and I'll slit your throat open while you're asleep you fucking pervert" she said still glaring at his soul and he nodded slightly
"Noted, I promise to not joke about that again"
"You better"
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I know that this isn't an actual chapter and that it's like 100 words but i decided i wanted to post it as 26.5 because i decided I didn't wanna continue this draft <3
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The Queen Of Hell
RandomIrene Rossi, kidnapped at the age of three became the underworld's queen by the age of 17. But what happens when she meets again with her family? Her mafia's enemy. The biggest question? what happens when she falls for the Spanish mafia don Book 1 o...
