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Tulip In The Mafia's Grip
Tulip In The Mafia's Grip
Author: Mary

Prologue

“P_please don't do this." She pleaded, choking on her tears.

All he saw was red, his nostrils flared, and before she knew it, he had grabbed her hair and pulled them harshly. "What did I tell you about obeying me? Huh?" He hissed, his eyes blazing with barely restrained fury.

 She was shaking like a leaf with fear and she could not form any words but another slap

Her tears were streaming down her eyes and her right cheek had red marks of fingers. "I__I'm sorry." She whimpered, when she saw him moving towards a bruised 11 years old boy.

When he turned towards her, his face was blank. His eyes were two soulless pits of darkness. There and then she knew it was bad. She had fucked up. And fucked up bad.

"You are not actually." He said, in his dangerously calm voice. 

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