Warning🔞🔞🔞: This story contains a lot of explicit violence, foul language, and gore scenes, which are strictly not for readers under 18.
“Six months! Within six months, I will make you want me so much that you will not be able to breathe without me,” he said as he kissed her earlobe while he straddled her on his lap.
“You are wrong; in six months I will have people dropping flowers in your coffin as they bid you farewell after I have driven a bullet into your head.” Scarlett rasped as she stifled a moan trying to escape her mouth.
“Then it's a bet, but I know fate will work in my favor.”
“No, fate will work in mine,” Scarlett blurted as she tried to pick up the gun by his side, but he yanked it off her hand as he locked his lips with hers.
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Scarlett Kendrick lost her family at the hands of Logan Russo, a deadly mafia lord, and she swore on her parents' lives that she would avenge them if that was the only thing she could do, but her uncle ran into trouble, and she was used as a collateral bride to a gang boss.
But on her wedding day, as she made to escape the wedding, she was kidnapped by her sworn enemy, with no escape route, but had to agree to a game with him. A game that needed six months.
He only asked for six months; he wanted her to be by his side for six months, and if she didn't fall in love with him, he would let her go, but Scarlett challenged him instead. She would get him killed in six months and not fall in love.
Would any one of them have their wish granted in six months?

A Game Of Fate With The Mafia Lord

Losing Here 

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Chapter 17: Gun Attack
Scarlett's POV.
“Why are we always in trouble?” I muttered beneath my breath as I lay low, just like Logan ordered. I was so scared, but seeing Logan with a gun made me more scared.
The morning light was still pale and hesitant, filtering through the cracked blinds like a warn...