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Chapter Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

MAXIMO

My rough skin slid against her soft flesh as I undid the handcuffs on her wrist, and a strange feeling went through me as I saw the red bruise around her wrists.

“I’m not fucking hungry,” she said snappily and a surge of annoyance welled up inside me.

“You won’t speak when I don’t ask you to,” I said, gripping her chin roughly.

She stared into my eyes and I could only see anger and pure hatred in her hazel orbs.

I internally scoffed. It was nice to see that she still had some spark in her. Breaking her would be much more fun than I thought.

She remained silent as I dropped the handcuff on the floor and dragged her up. I caught a whiff of her sweet fragrance. A mixture of strawberry and vanilla wafted into my nostrils and I instantly clenched my jaws tightly.

“You know, you seem really weak for a Don,” she said. “You’re not as frightening as I expected a whole ass mafia don to be…”

I made a low growling sound deep in my throat as I grabbed her neck.

“What did I say
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