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for a moment to imagine looking into the abyss and not being swallowed. It's strange how his absence becomes a welcome respite,

able and some cloths that were thrown so that she could sleep on them, if she could be grateful for

years, an endless cycle of pain and misfortune, at what moment di

n, after all, what mafia man would be good... And no matter how naive he was or try to be, I still had a little hope saved, for some stupid reason, o

their demonic capacity or the darkness that hides behind the most beautiful faces, but believing in beauty was the first mistake. In this dark, humid and windowless place hidden inside our own house, built only by

apprenticeship, making my mind boil with crazy ideas in an abused body that

faithful husband who I can always smile at his kindness in front of others. Of course, I snorted because I know Don Sartori would never punish the sole heir for training his wife far enough from the cou

rrying the title of wife would be very inappropriate considering the life I lead. That's what we are, fertile wombs, golden cunts

at itself I feel that death seems more at

ng came after a family party, Stefano said

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ywhere above my head withou

t love, a man who was able to buy our marriage, like someone going to a supermarket doing the day's shopping, demanding to have his acquisition even before coming of age,

o delude myself more, as I discovered that I had married the devil h

halls in the city, I was a little afraid, after all, it would be our first nig

braided hair, I felt the strands being ripped out as I was pulled across the room, without having the opport

e room made my mind go crazy trying to underst

wife.” The affectionate way he stro

w the quick movements around the room, noti

f relief, hope. Undoing our distance by placing himself between my legs, his hands came over my cheek in

se to try not to hurt – I no

ied in a whisper, seeking some ounce o

dding looking at one of the De Ang

f remembering, I was aware that I didn't look at anyone but him wearing a gray suit highlig

and worship my husband, I

s when I felt his left hand squ

face closer, licked my cheek and said in my ear — And for tha

he memories, because the first times are the ones that really h