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The Mafia Game ( Hired Gun )

Eighteen years old, Ava Smith Kriezer, is on the hunt for the people responsible for her parent's tragic incident that happened years ago. She is one of the young skilled fighters known in the dim, hidden, empty lots and streets of gang wars and street fights. One unfortunate night, she didn't have the choice to fight, and she decided to stay defenseless. That night, when she thought she stepped inside death's door... she opened her eyes to learn that she is the granddaughter of a multibillionaire old man that she have never seen nor heard before. Despite being unsure and curious about how possible her situation turned into, she ran away and stayed determined in her ultimate goal! ..., but every time she gets closer, and gets a lead, one of her grandfather's men, Shyn Lee, is always in the picture... helping her. Could he be the knight in shining armor to save her from her broken world? ... or the one who will shatter it more? (Parental guidance is recommended and that the novel may be unsuitable for younger children.) Image used in the cover page is @kumaqiii 's property

ayen_zone · Teen
Not enough ratings
60 Chs

Chapter 31: Fifth

I... I can't... "I can't believe you did that..." I hissed, feeling how my eyes automatically dimmed. I blinked my eyes, unable to conceal the rage in my eyes!

I stood there, with trembling hands, clenching my teeth, balling my hand to a fist as my head dropped to land my gaze on the guy that I held hostage...

He is dead... He is alive until his mate shot him down! How can they... How can he...!

"How can you do that to one of your men?!" I yelled, while feeling the tightening pain in my chest, my blood boiling in madness!

The bandit masked man, wearing tattered black jeans, who shot my dead hostage, scoffed and burst out laughing in front of me with no sign of guilt...

His kind of people pisses me off!

The strength on my knees slowly disappeared. My knees felt the hot, rough texture of the cement road...

I stared at the blood gushing down from the dead man's chest...

Those eyes... his eyes that are widely opened from the shock of feeling that quick shot!