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Massimo

Author: Lily
last update Huling Na-update: 2023-07-31 16:25:56

I squeeled with excitement as I hit my third bullseye of the night. The men I had bet against groaned in annoyance as they handed their money over to me. Massimo watched me, pride on his face. I stuffed all the cash into my purse.

"Attagirl," Massimo winked down at me.

I grinned proudly as I took a sip of some rough burning liquor. I hated alcohol but I liked the buzz it was giving me tonight. Massimo was right. Just because Vito bailed, didn't mean I couldn't enjoy my honeymoon. Massimo took me to the beach, he took me out for dinner, to the best club in Rome before we finally went to the casino at around 1am. I made some serious bank, and I had a great day. Massimo was the opposite of his brother. He was free, funny and knew how have a good time. For a second I found myself wishing Massimo was Vito, and Vito was Massimo.

"What should we do next?" I asked Massimo eagerly.

He shook his head, putting his jacket over my shoulders to keep me warm.

"I'm exhausted princess. How about w
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