Ravaged Crown - A Mafia Romance

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mirrors in

eflecting whatever passes between them to infinity. As I pass down

to look. What's the point, whe

ay. And sure en

ery in

d slump in

broken

house. Not just because they're t

ey show too mu

ck to my job, which is cleaning mirrors, not picking them out. Every time I see myself

every little thing in it has

where I'm coming back from. For one hour, I'm my own woman. I can put what I want in the

hour,

Casey scheduled a hair appointment for me this morning when we woke up. "It's too l

s that hour of freedom. So I blew off t

soon enough. That's okay,

ll expect to see my hair shorter tonight, and I'm already dreaming up what

is i

is some

husband is so absorbed in the leggy blonde he's fuc

pily as he fucks her from behind. She doesn't notice me, either. His body is

band have sex with another woman. It g

ake that face? Do his ass cheeks clench like tha

aking, l

it'll be over s

of letting them finish while I wait quietly outs

ert in the subject of humiliation. A marr

out the best way to handle this situation, even as my mind

de just enough and her eyes go wide with shock. She lets out a high-pitched

d tugs them across her naked breasts. All I can thin

nts, as though I'm the one who's

towards the wing-backed armchair sitting by the wind

be at your hair ap

this why you were so insi

, like he's trying to protect he

old lady down the street who gives out toffees on Halloween. A Mabel is your

e blonde? No, can't be. I

my expensive linens with her. The moment the bathroom door clicks shut, Casey saunters over to me. He's got a c

hat was... that was... a mo

ff. "How many 'moments of wea

," he croons, reach

e back.

en't supposed to be here," he says, as though so

, in a wa

orgive you. And I promise

you're still

is state of undress. "Willow, my Willow...

little dick. "As a matter

walks back to the bed and snatches up his clothes from

the bathroom door opens and Mabel walks out. She's wearing a w

asey. "I'm, uh..

s out the door. I turn and watch her go. She trips on the sta

lionth time, grabbing my hand