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His Return

Penulis: Orinabhankz
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-23 20:19:34

AYRA’S POV

Enzo stormed into my room before dawn, his face was scrunched in anger.

"Because of you," he hissed, "three more of our men are in the hospital. Two might not make it and our security has been compromised again."

Of course. Once more, I was being blamed for something I had no hand in. But I knew my explanations wouldn’t do anything.

I was only going to make my case worse by saying anything. And I had no idea if they knew that Marco was among the men who broke in last night and that
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    ARYA’S POVI had no idea where I was going. I just knew I had to get away.The GPS screen in the dashboard flickered to life. I jabbed at it with one hand while steering with the other, trying to pull up a map that would tell me where I was, how to get to…Where? The Vitale mansion? The police? I shook my head. I just needed to get somewhere, anywhere that wasn't here. So I pressed the coordinates of my family home and the screen flared to life. I laughed in relief, tears of joy springing to my eyes. “Yes!”"We're okay, Dante," I said again, more to convince myself than him. "We're getting out. We're-"BANG.Something hit the back of the car, jolting us forward and I screamed, swerving.When I looked at the rearview mirror, I saw him and my heart dropped.Marco had found another car, a bright red sportscar and he was crazily on our tail. His head was out the driver's seat, a shotgun in his hand.How many fucking guns did he have!?"STOP THE CAR!" His voice carried even over the eng

  • Marked By Him   A wicked chance

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  • Marked By Him   Fighting back

    ARYA’S POVDante's cries woke me from a restless sleep, I didn’t know whether to thank him or break down in tears myself. But I was on my feet instantly, moving to his bassinet on autopilot. "Shh, baby. It's okay. Mama's here."I could tell instantly that he was hungry, his little face scrunched up and red. I lifted him, settling into the rocking chair to nurse him."Good morning, sweet boy," I murmured, stroking his soft hair. "I hope you didn’t cry for long?” He latched into my nipple, sucking greedily and I chuckled at his enthusiasm. His hair was getting longer by the day and the only thing I was grateful for was that he had more than enough necessities for his personal needs. Dante’s skin was soft and smooth, his hair was silky black and I admired the roundness of his cheek. But I couldn’t ignore the dimness in his eyes, like he also knew we were in danger.“Baby,” I whispered. “I don’t know what to-“The door burst open and Marco walked into the doorway.He was already dress

  • Marked By Him   Family unite

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  • Marked By Him   Making Out

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