All Chapters of The Mafia's Not So Fluffy Romance : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10
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Prologue
"Is everything alright?" Sitting comfortably in a Lockheed lounge, Blake Turner, the leader of 'The Devils', the most dangerous mafia organisation in England, asked. His hawk-like sharp eyes were glued to the laptop screen as he was checking some statistics. "Yes, sir." One of his men replied, bowing his head. "Any news from Shadow?" He asked, his thick shaped brows forming a frown. "Master." A cold female voice reverberated in the room, gaining the attention of every man present there. The leader side-glanced at the lady who bowed to him, putting her fist on her chest. Her face was covered with a black mask, leaving a pair of upturned eyes. Her jet black hair was tied into a high ponytail while a few hair strands fell on her forehead. Her slender yet toned body was hugged by black robes, covering every inch of her skin. "Mission accomplished." Her emotionless voice was heard again. Her pair of fierce eyes glanced at the leader as she finished her sentence. "I knew Shado
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Chapter 1
It was a fine day. The area was filled with a crowd that seemed to have its own life. The fans were cheering for their idols who were going to participate in the famous motorcycle race - 'The California daredevil race'. As the name suggested, the motorcycle race was truly one of the most dangerous races, taking away the lives of several expert motorcyclists. The prize for winning the race was so tempting that it attracted all the experts without thinking twice about risking their life. Weylin Turner under the pseudonym 'Rider' was waving his hand at his fans. He was seated on his motorcycle Yamaha YZF-R6. His long hair, which touched the base or his neck, was combed backwards while a few naughty locks fell on his forehead. His friend, Jace Smith stood beside him, chuckling at his friend's popularity. "Weylin, I know you want to impress your fans. So make sure you will win the race," Jace said, running his hand through his hair. "Be careful. You know how dangerous this race is."
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Chapter 2
The casino Blue Flamingo was filled with vibrant neon colors. The outstanding luminescent shades of royal blue with orange added more fame to the casino, attracting gamblers like that if the bioluminescent underwater organisms attract their prey with their bioluminescence. The lavishly decorated interiors proclaimed that the casino was not for some ordinary gamblers, but the gamblers and players with deep pockets. The constant undertone of slot machines in action filled the area, sounding like a robotic background theme. The gamblers seemed to be focused on the machines, some sighing while some grinning in joy. Weylin Turner, standing all tall and proud, entered his casino - The Blue Flamingo. His side-parted jet-black hair was combed sideways, leaving a few naughty locks on his forehead. Dressed in a Brioni suit with black gloves covering his hands, he walked amidst the casino, towards the private luxury room which was specially booked for him. His hawk-like hooded eyes glanced at
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Chapter 3
After landing in England, Weylin Turner deplaned. Rising his head up, he enjoyed the soothing sunshine that was touching his expanses of skin. His lips curved upwards into a gentle smile. Hmm...this is the pleasant smell of England. I missed it too much. "Enjoying the nice weather, huh?" Jace chuckled, glancing at his best friend. "Of course!" Weylin laughed gently. As he walked a few steps, a black Mercedes A 600 appeared, followed by a few black BMW 7 cars. Men dressed in complete black got down from the car, bowing to the young master. "Welcome, young master." The driver of Mercedes who was dressed in a black suit greeted him. Weylin flashed a warm smile with a slight nod. No sooner had Weylin and Jace got into the Mercedes than they departed, destined to arrive at the Turner's Mansion. After some time, Weylin arrived at the mansion- the place where he had millions of childhood memories with his father before he was sent away. The huge mansion seemed like a luxurious
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Chapter 4
Running his fingers through his wet hair, Weylin put his hand on the rim of the bathtub. Leaning on the edge of the tub, he took a deep breath, inhaling the relaxing lavender fragrance which was filled in the bathroom. The twilight bath bomb in the lukewarm made the bath even more pleasant.  "Shadow prepared all this…" Weylin trailed off, scrubbing his body. "Everything is just too perfect- the fragrance, the bath bomb, the temperature of the water and the atmosphere. How does she know everything about me? How did she come to know that lavender fragrance is my favourite? Most importantly, who is she!? She even denied revealing her real identity. On top of that, she has special approval from dad." These thoughts had been bothering him a lot for a while. No matter how much he tried to put the pieces together, Shadow seemed
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Chapter 5
 Upon reaching his father's office, Weylin stood there, observing his surroundings.  The walls were painted with grey colour. Most of the furniture seemed to be of limited edition and highly expensive. Weylin chuckled internally upon observing that most of the things were black coloured. Starting from the expensive couch to the shelves, most of the items were black coloured since black was Blake Turner's favourite colour.  His taste is still the same. He can never step down from expensive and luxurious choices. Weylin smiled. He is the leader of 'The Devils' after all.  "How's your business going on?" Blake asked in a serious tone, serious enough to let
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Chapter 6
 "What is this!?" Weylin frowned upon witnessing the bizarre scene.  The intruder was tied with thick ropes to the chair while his neck was hanging to the side. He looked intact but his bitter facial expressions were enough to show that he experienced some harsh torture. He seemed to lose his consciousness after receiving 'special treatment' from Mr Chapman.  "How's it?"  Shadow's cold voice reverberated in the cold room as she walked inside. Looking at the tied man for a while, she glanced at Mr Chapman.  "He is still alive. He just lost his consciousness," Mr Chapman replied.  
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Chapter 7
 Sitting on The Eames Sofa, the young master was leaning comfortably against the soft cushion. His fingertips were tapping against the arm of the sofa, making a soft tapping noise. His sharp eyes were looking at the papers, going through the information. Rubbing his index finger on the edge of the paper, he turned the paper, finishing looking into the information.  "Garaine Jones…" Weylin mumbled, gazing at Garaine Jones's photo on the information papers. His lips were curved upwards into a slight smile.  "So she works at an orphanage, huh?" Weylin grinned, running his thumb against the photo. "An expert bike racer, and now a caregiver? I wonder if you have some other profession as well."  
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Chapter 8
 Weylin was about to turn back and leave the place when his eyes fell on someone, leaving him thunderstruck.  Garaine Jones was standing at the door, surrounded by the kids. Crouching, she was laughing heartily while the kids seemed to complain to her about something. Her long, jet black hair which was tied into a high bun moved a bit, as she laughed. A few naughty locks fell on her round face, making her look adorable. She was dressed in a light coloured shirt with dark blue jeans, keeping it simple yet elegant.  Weylin couldn't take his eyes off her. Mesmerised by her beauty, he kept observing her every move with a slight smile on his face.  How can a person emit two different auras at the same time?
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Chapter 9
 "Are you Weylin Turner, the well-known mafia leader?" Garaine asked out of blue, eyes filled with suspicion, making Weylin stop on his tracks.  Weylin felt like his heart dropped for a moment. He never expected to hear these words from a person whom he had just met.  How does she know about me!? Weylin thought, unconsciously staring at her. Am I that famous that even common people in England know about me? "Don't tell me you are really Weylin Turner!" Garaine gasped, eyes almost popping out of her sockets.  "Wait, Miss. What are you even saying?" Weylin's brows knitted together forming a frown
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