The Mafia King Would die for me

"Speak not a word to her. Let none of you lay your hands or eyes on her. She is mine to deal with. This is my only warning. Defy it, and the consequences will make you beg for death, yet death will not come." MIRA When Ken hurt me, I shattered. But I never gave in. I refused to feel. I refused to love. Then my father, who hates me, and my mother, too afraid to protect me, send me away. I expected peace. What I got was the White Lion. The mafia king of the continent. A legend soaked in blood. He claims me with no mercy. Protects me with no kindness. Says I belong to him. Proves it with every threat and every body he leaves behind. I swore I would never surrender. But how do you fight a devil who looks like salvation and kisses like sin? SCAR After my mother died from my father’s recklessness, I made myself a promise. No love. No women in the mafia. No weakness. Then I saw Mira. Too proud to beg. Too pure to touch. I made her a game. A test. A punishment. But now she is the obsession I never expected.