KING OF THE CRIMINAL UNDERWORLD

she was

si n g onhe r skin at the glorious view. B esi de her

ttered like jewels in a blac kvelvet n

d her . “Ever ything yo

din g uphe r legs. Her wrists bore silver cu s. Her ring

ose.The old Cor a, country girl Cor a would never be so bra

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alked to her. “Everythin g.”The li

lesescaped as her chest tight ened. Before her stood the m

ou lder s. The wi n d r ippedat her

ists and for ced

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flu ttered. The gar net i n heren

f to kiss her. She angle

d for him,he r dress streaming around her floatin

ty li ghtsswirle d, a dizzying kaleidosc ope. One by o

der his eyes lighter with sleep. The sight of him anchored her, grounding her spinn

led in. In the dark confines of

everyone