A week later, our life is once again back on the track with no intention of being strayed again. I was working with no progress to leave the mafia life but I am trying. “Sir.” George came. I hummed. “The one who complained to cops about you was the Dark seductress. It was nothing but a desperate attempt from her side for ruining her life completely.” He told me.

“I see. She got what she deserves.” I replied not looking up from my file. He nodded and was about to leave but I called him, “George.”

“Yes, Sir?” He asked. “If I want to leave this mafia life and settle...