The Mafia King's Regret After My Death

ith Victor f

time he offered to c

ue lodge overlooking the Mount H

ood news to s

winding road,

ei

's firs

was the one he had protected, cherished, and

w, she

t he heard her voice, his h

he pregnancy report

do this alone. P

the wheel g

wai

ng up. He did

ctor

riy

rakes, the car lurchi

aid, his voice c

today together," I whispered, tr

ut!" he

ort slipping from my hand as his car sped

the distance, leaving me str

round me like a noos

I feared

t never

my fingers trembling as

ame the

all alone,

rned

, grabbing my hair and yanking

not going

crea

mocking, like he enjoye

clawed at his arms, b

woods, gravel biting into my

's coming," he snarled,

pped from my grasp. Desperate, I

nc

wi

ine wa

an

he hu

with my stomach, knocki

like a rag doll, laughing

better on y

ace as I crawled, trying

" he taunted, picki

t more fu

ng over roots, my legs givi

ead, sending a searin

t I kept moving, adrenaline the

crawled inside, shaking as

elp

froze over th

t appeared o

always come to me. Thank y

hung up on

otion turned to a

, let's

Fi

e w

d that b

rowled, his cruel grin

his jacket, pul

make thi