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Chapter 27: Part of the family

Author: Athena Enchanted
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-01 19:51:49

“Let us just leave now.” he groans, holding me so close that I can feel how hard he is.

“You're ruining your reputation.” I hear Alessio say, just like Enzo he doesn't make a sound when he draws near. “Big bad Enzo can't be this clingy.”

Enzo kisses my forehead and I take it as my cue to leave, waving at Alessio who takes my place, trying to hug Enzo.

I go to where his mother stands, to offer my help with slicing the fruit but when I look back at Enzo and Alessio, I see my husband swing his fist at Alessio.

“Don't worry, Sasha.” his older sister, Isabella laughs. “That's just how those two interact.”

Taking a seat, I frown. Who the hell interacts like this, then again I remember Alessio did mention Enzi beating him up.

Hmm.

I don't know if this family is trul strange, or perhaps my perception of what family is has been altered by my own fucked up family.

“What you're seeing is very mild compared to how they usually are. They will beat each other til the other bleeds out or pa
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