A Beauty So Cruel: A Dark Hostage Mafia Romance: A Modern Day Beauty & The Beast Billionaire Fairytale by Beena Khan

Author:Beena Khan [Khan, Beena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beena Khan
Published: 2021-02-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 19

A smile threatened to break out from my lips.

The most powerful man in New York, a God to the underworld was attacked by a snowball.

I wanted to laugh.

Vlad only blinked at me, then, he reached up with his leather glove to shove the snow off his face. He set his lips in a grim, thin line. Then, he walked over to me in quick, strides.

I hesitated just a moment too long to move away.

By then, he had picked up a snowball, turned me around, and shoved it down the back of my coat under my shirt.

My mouth gaped open in shock, and then my teeth began to chatter at the icy chill. God damn that was cold as ice. I shot him a look that hopefully said, I will kill you.

“Are y-you s-serious?” I managed to get out through my chattering teeth as I tried to shake out the snow from the back of my shirt, but it was no use. The snow was already melting under my clothes. I could feel it turn into slush, numbing my skin.

His eyes twinkled at me then. His demeanor playful and cocky now. The brooding beast disappeared as soon as it came.

I rolled my eyes at him.

Oh, now he wants to be cute.

I leaned down and grabbed another snowball, throwing it at him, hoping to wipe that smirk from his handsome face.

He blocked it with a forearm, but I kept on hitting him with snowballs.

Then, he leaned forward and tackled me onto the snowy ground.

Before, we knew it, we were both covered.

I was so cold now that I couldn’t feel my fingers anymore. I guess I was just lucky I’d landed on my back and not my face.

Vlad leaned forward and grabbed snow to throw it at me.

A giggle erupted from my lips at his childish behavior.

Did mobsters really have snowball fights?

I threw another round, small, snowball at him. It hit him in the shoulder, and I grinned, clearly pleased at the noise that came from him.

Just then, Vlad threw multiple snowballs at me.

One hit my shoulder, and the second landed against the front of my neck before it slid down inside my shirt, making my blood run cold. I was only wearing a wool coat and gloves. No scarf or hat. I had only planned on walking outside for less than ten minutes. I hadn’t dressed for a freaking snowball fight. I couldn’t feel my lips or toes anymore.

The third one hit right in my hair and face, covering me in icy flakes.

My eyes froze then at the impact. It wasn’t hard, and it didn’t hurt, but the snow was just so damn cold. It landed right on my nose, cutting off my air. I wiped my face, frantically, struggling to breathe. I was sure my skin was turning red from the sting of ice burns.

Vlad paused as he took in my expression, then his whole demeanor changed, and he rushed toward me.

The ice seemed to be slowing down my blood flow.

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