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An Imposed Deal Of Marriage (MS#2)

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Reads 526,448
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Parts 24
Time 4h 6m

(Mafia Series#2) [Previously known as "Sold to be His"]

He advanced towards me and grabbed my arm painfully. I hissed under his hold and tried to pull my arm away from him but all in vain. 

"Who are you?" I asked, sacredly. 

He squeezed my arm which was causing pain in my arm. It would leave a buries for sure. He chuckled darkly and pulled me to him which made me hit with his chest. 

He quickly moved his hand from my arm to my waist and pulled me impossibly close. I looked at him in uncontrollable fear. I felt his other hand move on my back and felt something pinching on my arm, painfully. I looked at him with wide eyes and tearful eyes which were flowing through my eyes, that were slowly closing.

"Your future!" 

I heard him saying in dangerous voice as my eyes were closing without my permission. I tried to open them but failed and let myself sunk in the darkness. 

- - -

Izzah, a beautiful and talented doctor. Always there to help and support anyone in the hours of need.

But what will she do when she is sold to a mafia man?

Daniel, handsome and dashing mafia man. Who hates lies and don't know the meaning of love.

But what will he do when Izzah enters in his life? And why he kidnaps her and bought her?

- - -

Status~
Started: 15/06/2019.
Completed: 28/09/2020.All Rights Reserved

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