Arranged To The Masked Mafia King
He grabbed my forearm aggressively and pinched my chin, forcing me to keep my gaze on him.
"Don't cross the line, Ariel, you don't want to see the other side of me," His eyes darkened as he dished out the warning, but I snatched my face and hand from his grip and stepped backward.
If he thought that being hard on me would make me cower before him like a jelly, then he was in for a long ride. I planned to make his life miserable and this was only the beginning.
"Oh, I'm scared to my bones. I'm even trembling," I replied with a taunting smile, faking a shiver. "Now let me tell you something, Mr masked man, I'm not afraid of you, alright?"
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