All Chapters of DEAL WITH THE MAFIA LORD (ENGLISH): Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

WHAT am I doing here, huh? That was the question running through Cameron's mind. His eyes scanned the dark and filthy place. Standing before him were two men who looked like they were ready to kill at any moment. Yet, despite that, he felt no fear. In fact, there was a strange sense of excitement brewing deep inside him. "Hey, kid. Don't even think about getting involved here. Go home!" one of the men sneered, trying to scare him away from the dark alley. Cameron grimaced. As if he would be scared by this guy. Fear had long been erased from his system. He wasn't born for that. Thanks to his father, that old man made him what he is today. Fearless and dangerous. "Looks like the kid wants to join in on what we're going to do to this girl," one of the men said, bursting into laughter. Cameron's gaze shifted to a young girl quietly sobbing while crouched on the dirty ground. Oh yes, this was the reason why he was here. Earlier, he had seen these two men dr

THE loud banging on her apartment door jolted Charity awake the next morning. She quickly got up, her senses instantly alert. Could it be her landlady? But really, at six in the morning? Charity hurried to the door and carefully opened it. It wasn’t her landlady, but her aunt, whose face was a mixture of irritation and impatience. Beside her was her cousin, wearing the same sour expression. “Charity! Do you even know what day it is? Have you forgotten the support you’re supposed to send us?!” her aunt barked. Charity clenched her fists discreetly, holding back the surge of emotions. She forced herself to stay calm, reminding herself of the debt she owed the woman in front of her. After all, this was the person who took her in after her parents died in an accident. A kindness that now felt like a lifetime debt she’d never finish repaying. “I-I’m sorry, Auntie. I lost my job recently, so I couldn’t send the money. I’m heading out today to look for work,” she

CHARITY groggily woke up the next morning, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar room. She furrowed her brows, trying to recall why she was there. As the events of the previous day replayed in her mind, she let out a sigh. She had made an agreement with Cameron Silvestre. Her hand instinctively brushed her lips at the thought of the kiss they had shared. It had been brief, almost fleeting, yet it lingered in her memory as if it had left a permanent mark. "That's it. We sealed the deal. You will bear my child, Charity." Cameron’s voice echoed in her mind as she remembered his words after the kiss. He had walked away so nonchalantly, leaving her utterly stunned. Charity never imagined herself in such a situation, but desperation to escape her struggles had led her here. It’s too late for her to regret getting into the situation she's trapped in. A soft knock broke her thoughts. “Miss Charity, please prepare. We will leave in thirty minutes,” came the voice of Ser

CAMERON continued advancing towards Charity, while Charity kept retreating—until her back hit the sink. She knew she had nowhere else to go. She didn’t let the Cameron see how her knees slightly trembled. "C'mon, Charity. Let's satisfy ourselves," Cameron teased, now standing so close that she could almost kiss his well-defined chest. At that moment, she realized just how small she was beside him. She slowly felt a strange tightening in her stomach. Cameron gave her a feeling she couldn’t quite explain. His eyes caressed her face. "You're really innocent, Charity." He loved it whenever Charity looked at him with that innocent expression. Gosh! She loved the way Cameron said her name. "You can't hide the fact that you're attracted to me, too," he whispered. Cameron was right. At first, she was only after the money, but along the way, she found herself drawn to him. Who wouldn’t be? Especially after finding out he was the boy who had saved her six year