Mafia Desire
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Chapter 7 Seven img
Chapter 8 Eight img
Chapter 9 Nine img
Chapter 10 Ten img
Chapter 11 Eleven img
Chapter 12 Twelve img
Chapter 13 Thirteen img
Chapter 14 Fourteen img
Chapter 15 Fifteen img
Chapter 16 Sixteen img
Chapter 17 Seventeen img
Chapter 18 Eighteen img
Chapter 19 Nineteen img
Chapter 20 Twenty img
Chapter 21 Twenty One img
Chapter 22 Twenty Two img
Chapter 23 Twenty Three img
Chapter 24 Twenty Four img
Chapter 25 25 img
Chapter 26 26 img
Chapter 27 27 img
Chapter 28 28 img
Chapter 29 29 img
Chapter 30 30 img
Chapter 31 31 img
Chapter 32 32 img
Chapter 33 33 img
Chapter 34 34 img
Chapter 35 35 img
Chapter 36 36 img
Chapter 37 37 img
Chapter 38 38 img
Chapter 39 39 img
Chapter 40 40 img
Chapter 41 41 img
Chapter 42 42 img
Chapter 43 43 img
Chapter 44 44 img
Chapter 45 45 img
Chapter 46 46 img
Chapter 47 47 img
Chapter 48 48 img
Chapter 49 49 img
Chapter 50 50 img
Chapter 51 51 img
Chapter 52 52 img
Chapter 53 53 img
Chapter 54 54 img
Chapter 55 55 img
Chapter 56 56 img
Chapter 57 57 img
Chapter 58 58 img
Chapter 59 59 img
Chapter 60 60 img
Chapter 61 61 img
Chapter 62 62 img
Chapter 63 63 img
Chapter 64 64 img
Chapter 65 65 img
Chapter 66 66 img
Chapter 67 67 img
Chapter 68 68 img
Chapter 69 69 img
Chapter 70 70 img
Chapter 71 71 img
Chapter 72 72 img
Chapter 73 73 img
Chapter 74 74 img
Chapter 75 75 img
Chapter 76 76 img
Chapter 77 77 img
Chapter 78 78 img
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Chapter 80 80 img
Chapter 81 81 img
Chapter 82 82 img
Chapter 83 83 img
Chapter 84 84 img
Chapter 85 85 img
Chapter 86 86 img
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Chapter 91 91 img
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Chapter 3 Three

PUTTING HIM TO TEST

I brushed myself off and looked up at the surface that had just knocked me down, but my eyes widened as I realized it wasn't a "it," but a "him," and that particular "him" didn't appear to be happy.

I ignored the man's expression and began to carefully watch him.

He was dressed all in black, with a leather jacket around his waist. Even though I could see his arm muscles through his jacket and his shirt was outlining his stomach, I could easily assume he had abs because the rest of his body that was visible was ripped.

He had intricate tattoos that ran down his neck, past his shoulders, to his arms, and then to his hands.

I swear he had a razor-sharp jawline that could cut my finger.

He had a light stubble around his jawline, which defined it even more. I looked up some more, and what I found surprised me.

He had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen; they were an emerald green and could probably pierce through you if you let your guard down for even a second. His eyes were easily the most beautiful feature of him.

Although he appeared to have been sculpted by God himself, I knew what kind of man he was the moment I looked into his eyes.

He preyed on helpless people and desired power above everything else.

He got what he wanted, even if it meant crossing lines that no one should cross. I knew this because I saw those eyes in Sylvester every day at the strip club. That was what shook me to my core; I knew I'd never let a man like him back into my life.

I quickly rose from the ground, his gaze fixed on me. He looked at me as if I were a piece of meat, but also with disgust. I shot him a quick glance.

"Be careful where you're going." He snarled , and his tone surprised me.

"You were blocking my path." I shot back, my gaze fixed on him.

He looked at me, surprised, but his face quickly changed when he realized what I had said. He was aware that I was putting him to the test, and he was not pleased.

"You have no idea who I am, and if you did, you wouldn't be talking to me like that." He spat at me with such certainty that the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.

"I couldn't care less who you are." I uttered as I began walking away with Charis and Jenny,who both looked at me as if I had grown two heads.

"You will, bitch, you will soon find out." He said this just as I turned a corner.

Jenny and Charis both came to a halt and stared at me after we turned the corner.

"What are you guys looking at me like I've grown two heads or something?" I inquired, still irritated by the jerk.

"Do you know who that was, Ava?" Jenny yelled, her eyes still wide with surprise.

"No, and I don't care, " I said.

"Ava, that is the leader of one of the world's largest and most dangerous gangs." Charis stated.

As if that was important.

"Charis I don't really care; I've dealt with men like him before, and he's nothing special; he doesn't know my name, and I'm not sure I'll ever see him again; if he's so big and bad, he probably has more to deal with than some girl who backtalk's him." I explained, oblivious to what Charis had said.

"You're crazy and fearless, boo." Jenny added, lightly laughing.

"Ehhhhm, I' m not fearless." I responded while Shrugging my shoulders.

Something in the back of my mind told me that it wouldn't be the last time I saw that asshole, but I ignored it because I don't need a controlling male in my life.

Ava's POV

Charis and Jenny walked me to the underground subway; they were about to board, but there was no need because it was only a few stops away and I knew how hungry they were both.

I stepped onto the subway and began brushing my pants because I had fallen to the ground and the asshole hadn't even helped me up; he was very attractive, but everything about him screamed trouble.

I quickly reminded myself that there was no reason for me to be thinking about him so much. Even though I knew I had run into him, he was not the type of man I would apologize to.

I reflected on the interview and went over potential questions in my head. I desperately needed this job. I was drawn to the ad because I stated that it paid well and that I needed money to pay for college. I really wanted to go to college , but none of my other jobs paid well enough for me to save money.

I was deep in thought when I heard my stop been mentioned. I quickly stood up and left the train. I'd never been to this wealthy section of New York. The mansions were lavish and stunning.

I was aware that the funds used to purchase these houses were tainted, but I cant be the one to fast judge. I was aware that e veryone had secrets, and that was fine with me. So, rather than analyzing, I simply admired the houses as I walked by.

I eventually arrived at the address specified in the advertisement. The house had a large black gate in front of it, a garden in front, and many flowers.

I noticed all the flowers were roses and looked at the different colors; there were pink, red, and white roses, but what caught my eye was a bush of black roses; I had never seen such beautiful roses before. Their beauty was unparalleled, and they were dark but pure.

I was jolted out of my thoughts when I noticed two guards behind the gate staring at me, both dressed in suits, and before I could think any further, my mind betrayed me and transported me back to the moment I was sold.

When I looked at my watch to distract myself and slow my breathing, I noticed I was 10 minutes early.

"I am here for the babysitting interview," I said as I returned my gaze back to them.

They now looked back at me before pressing an earpiece and speaking to someone on the other end of the line. They returned their gaze before pressing several buttons on an electronic pad behind the gate. The gate began to open with a loud noise.

The two guards approached me and waved some sort of wand around me, then he took my purse from my grasp and began looking through it. I raised an eyebrow at him, finding it odd how concerned the family was about security.

When they found nothing threatening, they returned my bag and told me to walk up to the front door, where the maid would direct me. I walked up to the front door, past the lovely roses. The door opened before I could even knock, and a small middle-aged woman stood in front of me.

She was around five feet tall and her face was wrinkled, but I was most struck by her eyes, which might have been the kindest I had ever seen.

            
            

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