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brother learnt of my little crusade with the enemy, it would be worse than hell for me. If I had known I would w

that was even a thing. My eyes drifted to De Luca, his chest pressed to the mattres

ever seen a Mafioso with no facial scars. Adonis had one, and even my brother did—a tiny one on the side of his forehead, bu

his thin pink lips, his lower lip slightly plumper than the upper. He was a great kisser. I had no intention of giving in to h

d jolted away from him.

my innocence had to be protected at all costs… so that they could barter me away like a piece

other men out there. And what better t

nd. How ironic was it? Just yesterday, Adonis and Matteo had

especially, and feel his loneliness,” Matteo had said. “M

ey enjoyed Luciano’s misery. It was

never keep his dumb mouth shut when it came to insulting someo

expected his beloved sister to end up

o was sound asleep and as long as it remained that way, I w

orning, and I remembered denying it, and in genuine ho

. I could not help but feel like a betrayer, stepping into the reality of this si

k less of a mess, and made my way toward the door. Giving one last look at De Luca, I grabbed my purse, opened the door

in. It was a relief that Dom had a habit of waking late in the morning.

f the man was not my husband, because I hated the idea these Mafiosos had about marriage and

He had explained why it was important for me to not let any man touch me. I appreciated his ef

soldier turned Consigliere and people would make fun of him, saying that he could not control his sister and that our father had not taught

would die down at the bloody sheets ceremony… but I

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now, but the one I truly wanted to avoid was Fabiola. She had sat beside me on the plane and I ha

side-eying me, while his hands remained straight on

med in, “Oh, girls and their obs

o the car with us. Snorting at Julian, I remarked, “You’d be the happiest to kno

rear-view mirror and said, “The venue is perfect and it’s

not understand why weddings needed to be perfect. His friend would not mar

o put up extra sec

xplained it to him. “Oh, the Bratva. I get it. Your world is

don’t want to. There’s n

. Adonis has hired h

“That’s great. Yo

g her with her projects. I was more impressed with him because he was one of the first people

I’m jobless and hacking is something I love to do. So, I’d keep ea

oment.” I sat back and looked at my broth

ned, and he asked, “Is

ed the reception today, I surely would not want to be there for him to create problems for me.

. “Fine. Take your time, but we wi

ent child. “Now that we’re in the cle

ulian said

the daughter of the owner of Betto’s Tattoos, a place most visited by the men in Cosa Nostra. Paulina was

the shop into the waiting parlour and I quickly said to him, “I s

s look like?” I cringed at his words and he laughe

t most. One can have casual

hair hanging in a loose bun and her lips tugging in

her and asked, “Are you even oka

n the streets.” She broke from the hug and glanced at him. “What’re you here for? The last I c

e not for you. Wh

hat do you w

a few Enforcers,” he said, before d

w that the hot one’s married, I assume

erra don’t fit in the sam

Sometimes, I wondered if he was gay. However, he never behaved like one. Mayb

tto? What’s he like? Did you

ld it be if I

n! Your brother’s kill c

ething else I need to

of being judged, exposed and humiliated. This was why I liked that

with every step I took, reminding me of the deed I had committed. So