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"Zhou Hua Fan...Where do you plan to disappear now?" His voice was hoarse and sore thus successfully souring her little red nose. Leaning against the door that he had uncharacteristically pressed his trembling fists against instead of breaking down like he so wanted to in order to see her once more. Biting her lips, Hua Fan buries her face into her already shaking shoulders suppressing her cries. Wiping the endless tears falling into her arms when she continued to hear him plead her so quietly but desperately it tore her up inside. "Do you have to do this? Can't...Can't you let me love you?" The back of her hand was bitten raw as a soft sob broke free upon hearing his plea. ~~~~~~~~ Zhou Hua Fan did not accept other people's love or goodwill. Knowing from a young age that all of it came with strings attached her personality had already twisted before it could be fixed. No one saw it or tried to see it. People call Zhou Hua Fan a selfish demoness who would suck the bones from a person before lowering her head and apologizing. They despise her, they fear her, the lawless princess of the Zhou family. However, this princess who should have everything, does she really have it all? When asked this the people around her gave various answers. "She was pitiful." "No one hated her more than herself." "An unfortunate soul." Asked this question, the man with dark clouds permanently gathered above his head sharply raised his dagger-like gaze as if wanting to murder you who dared utter her name without permission. "You have no right to judge her."
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Mafia's desire: A love that kills

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.
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