In her last life, as a cold-blooded assassin, she died without leaving her body behind and was reborn to the time when she was 15 years old with a supernatural ability. Teaching a lesson to the parents whom are jerks, playing around with the selfish younger sister, slapping the faces of weirdo relatives. Outstanding and high combat ability, who said that both looks and intelligence can’t be applied to the same person? With that said, she got the attention of a military officer. “You’re suspected for the crime of murder, hacking into the general server system…… There’s too many crimes to be listed, you need to be apprehended immediately.” Song Ye raised her eyebrow and got onto the military officer, “According to Young Master Qin, if I want to be cleared off of those crimes, is there any good suggestion for it?” A certain someone’s eyes darkened and said, “Marry me.”
“IT WAS NOT LOVE BUT A GAME!” FOR MATURE AUDIENCE!...Read at your own risk! ANASTASIA ADAMS, was living her life alone, away from the filthy business of her Mafia Father, WILLIAM ADAMS, when one day he called her back home, as an unfamiliar enemy has rose to destroy them! Not aware of the truth of Twisted Mafia world, she fell in love with the wrong person. The person who walked down the path of vengeance, DAMON ALVARADO. He was Vengeful, Cold, Ruthless and the biggest Mafia around. His heart was void of any kind of emotions, which turned him into a monster. What will happen when he will kidnap her and show her, his true face? What will happen when she finds out, that he was the danger, she was supposed to be aware of? What will happen when she becomes his favourite prey? He leaned down, until their noses touched and whispered, “Did you think it was love?” He laughed looking away and licked his lips up, while his gaze travelled from her eyes, that were glaring at him hatefully, to her lips, that looked as delicious and alluring as ever. “No, Angel!” He leaned further and she could feel his hot breath hitting her face. She clenched her eyes closed and thrashed once again, to get out of the chains holding her down, which proved to be of no use. He leaned closer and their lips slightly touched, sending the familiar tingles down her spine. His gaze was fixed at her plump lips when he whispered, “It is Just a Game!” His lips covered her already bruised one's in a harsh kiss, drawing out blood. Thrown into a dangerous world, where everything is BLOOD, SEX AND MONEY...how long will innocent Ana survive?