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Fucking Rossi

作者: Naughty
last update 公開日: 2026-05-14 23:45:24

Vito’s POV

“Are you sure you want to come with me to the port?” I asked for the umpteenth time. Zoya nodded, just as she had three minutes ago.

“I don’t want you there, Zoya. This is my first time working with Mrs. De La Cruz. I don’t trust her yet, so I’m not confident this transaction will go smoothly. Why don’t you stay back? In the evening, I’ll take you to my casino. How about that?” I tried to negotiate, but she shook her head stubbornly.

“I don’t want that. I want to come with you,” she
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