OWNED BY MY MAFIAS BOSS
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Chapter 6 SIX img
Chapter 7 SEVEN img
Chapter 8 EIGHT img
Chapter 9 NINE img
Chapter 10 TEN img
Chapter 11 ELEVEN img
Chapter 12 XII 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 TWENTY FIVE img
Chapter 26 TWENTY SIX img
Chapter 27 TWENTY SEVEN img
Chapter 28 TWENTY EIGHT img
Chapter 29 TWENTY NINE img
Chapter 30 THIRTY img
Chapter 31 THIRTY ONE img
Chapter 32 THIRTY TWO img
Chapter 33 THIRTY THREE img
Chapter 34 THIRTY FOUR img
Chapter 35 THI img
Chapter 36 THIRTY SIX img
Chapter 37 THIRTY SEVEN img
Chapter 38 THIRTY EIGHT img
Chapter 39 THIRTY NINE img
Chapter 40 FORTY 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
Chapter 79 79 img
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
Chapter 87 87 img
Chapter 88 88 img
Chapter 89 89 img
Chapter 90 90 img
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Chapter 3 THREE

The market was bustling when I got there. I was right on time for the discount sales for fruits, and I saw other people just like me who had come to buy too. As I waited for the sales to begin, I saw a black car. And immediately, I remembered my parents. They always drove black cars.

Firstly, I haven't always lived with my grandfather or was early to the market for discount sales. It wasn't like this. In fact, my father was a rich man, so we had everything we needed. I was happy and comfortable until I turned sixteen.

Shortly after I turned sixteen, my parents were on their way home when they met with an accident. They both died on the spot. Their deaths wrecked me. I thought that my life had been halted, but Grandpa encouraged me to not lose hope.

After their funeral, my father's company began to have troubles. It was from their partner. He suddenly decided that the business was now his. Only his. I didn't for one day think that Uncle Leon would try to take over the company. I called him uncle because he was like my father's younger brother. He would come over to the house, and we joked often. I didn't want to believe that Uncle Leon would be doing this.

This was a company that he and my father built from scratch. Now that I think of it, he made me truly understand the meaning of betrayal through his act. He made me know how it felt when people who are family or act like family betray you. It hurts the most.

We began to embark on a countless series of court cases. Then, as a result of negligent error on the part of my father, Uncle Leon won the case. It hurt so bad. Now I have lost my parents and their company.

So as if that wasn't okay, I got a call from the bank. It turned out that the house and car were on the mortgage. Where in the world did I get the money to pay the bank? The company was already gone. I tried to talk to the bank, but it felt like I was against a wall. Finally, when the due date for the payment came, the bank escorted me out of the house. Tears could not just leave my eyes.

I wondered why I didn't go along with my father in that car crash, so that all this would just end. After crying, I wiped my tears. I took my clothes and the last money I had, which was a hundred-dollar bill, and got on the bus. I was going to the only place I knew that could be my home. I was going to visit my grandfather.

To be honest, life in the village with Grandpa was hard. You had to sweat to get anything done, but I was content. With the love my grandpa showered on me, I knew I could do anything I set my mind to. Soon, I began to adjust to life in the village. My grandpa owned a fruit shop. I managed to save up, and I bought a blender, a fridge, and an ice maker. With that, I added to his fruit sales and began to make smoothies for customers.

They loved it. With the money we were earning, we could solve our daily expenses and pay my school fees. I finished high school at the village high school. I applied for scholarships, and I finally got a fully funded one. I decided to study law. This is my sophomore year at the university. Slowly, my life was getting better. I felt like life was about to wipe away my tears when I met Jared. Jared Carter was that boy in school that every girl wanted for a boyfriend.

He was good-looking and cool-headed. Surprisingly, he began to hang out with me, much to the disappointment of many girls. Instantly, they developed hatred for me, but I didn't take to heart their words. Eventually, Jared asked me to be his girlfriend. And I said yes. That was how our relationship began. Jared stopped at nothing to make sure that I lacked anything in school. We were always joking, and people will often comment that we are the best match for each other. They nicknamed us the sweetest couple in school.

Well, speaking of Jared, I haven't spoken to him since the weekend. So while packing up the fruits I had bought from the discount sales, I made a mental note to call him up. I was happy as I checked the fruit I bought. I had managed to get those rare, sweet fruits that the villagers loved. I could literally see the smile on my grandpa's face as he checked the bag, which is something he always does when I come back.

The moment I stepped foot into the house, I knew that something was wrong. My grandpa was nowhere to be seen, despite searching the entire place. I could see a big black car parked by the side. It was this type of car that rich people drove; it was called a Rolls-Royce. When I couldn't find Grandpa in the house, I rushed to the shop. I saw some of the fruits scattered on the floor, and my heart flew out of my mouth.

"Grandpa!!!" I screamed as I found him on his knees, begging. There were men in black standing around him.

"What is this?!" I yelled. "Why don't you guys pick on someone your age? I'll report you to the police," I barked as I ran to his side.

"Calm down, girl, you owe us," the leader said, smirking. He brought out a piece of paper that had the sum of a hundred million dollars written on it. It took all the strength in me not to have fainted right there.

            
            

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