Hazel stopped breathing for a moment, her black eyes boring into her husband’s orbs trying to find whether he was lying or not but whe she found none of the humour in his eyes, she knew that he was telling the truth.
Austin arched his brow at her as if challenging her to ask more.
“ You are the Mafia’s heir?” She asked, voice coming out barely by a whisper. She gulped nervously.
“ I am the mafia boss.” He corrected. “ What you saw yesterday was nothing compared to what I do and what I can do, sweetheart.” He whispered and planted a peck on Hazel jaw line. His wife was too stunned to react anything. “ This is me, Hazel. I kill people and make them submit to me on normal basis. Deal with it.”
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Needless to say, Hazel had distanced herself from Austin completely. It has been exactly
