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The Mafia King's Temporary Wife Sleeping In The Lion's Den
MIKHAIL This would be the perfect chance and a brutal man like Thomas Russo wouldn’t miss it. Still, I don’t think that’s what’s going on. I’ve seen how Mia looks at her father. The hate in her eyes is real. You can’t fake that. Mia has very clear, honest eyes. I wonder if I should tell her I know sign language. It would help us talk better. But if I do, I’ll have to explain things I’m not ready to talk about yet. So for now, we’ll just have to get by without it. MIA When I feel stressed, I either clean or cook. There is nothing to clean here. Everything is already clean. So, I go to the kitchen and start looking for things to make my quick cheese pasta. Earlier, I took a shower in the guest bathroom and walked around Mikhail’s home. The apartment is very big, it takes up the whole top floor of the building. It has a modern look with lots of glass, dark wood, and white colors. I looked at the kitchen first. It is amazing, like a real chef’s kitchen, and full of food. I s
The Mafia King's Temporary Wife A Lover or a Spy?
MIA When I hear the first gunshot, a strong arm grabs me around the waist. Before I know it, I’m on the floor next to Annabelle, and Mikhail is covering us with his body to protect us from the shooting. “Stay down. Go to the back door, now!” he yells over the loud noises of people screaming and more gunshots. I try to get my legs free from my dress, grab it with one hand, and crawl as fast as I can behind Annabelle to the door. When we reach the hallway, I lean against the wall and pull Annabelle into a tight hug. She is shaking hard, and her breathing is fast. I’m shaking too. I look at the door, hoping to see Mikhail, but he’s not there. There are more gunshots, then everything goes quiet. All I can hear now is people yelling and screaming. After a few seconds, I go back to the door and peek inside. The place is a mess. People are running to the other doors, pushing each other, and not caring about anyone else. I see one of my father’s cousins lying in a pool of blood, no
The Mafia King's Temporary Wife Clean Floors, Dirty Secrets
MIKHAIL This would be the perfect chance and a tough man like Thomas Russo wouldn’t miss it. Still, I don’t think that’s what’s going on. I’ve seen how Mia looks at her father. The hate in her eyes is real. You can’t fake that. Mia has very clear, honest eyes.I wonder if I should tell her I know sign language. It would help us talk better. But if I do, I’ll have to explain things I’m not ready to talk about yet. So for now, we’ll just have to get by without it.MIAWhen I feel stressed, I either clean or cook. There is nothing to clean here. Everything is already clean. So, I go to the kitchen and start looking for things to make my quick cheese pasta.Earlier, I took a shower in the guest bathroom and walked around Mikhail’s home. The apartment is very big—it takes up the whole top floor of the building. It has a modern look with lots of glass, dark wood, and white colors. I looked at the kitchen first. It is amazing, like a real chef’s kitchen, and full of food. I saw some fun thi
The Mafia King's Temporary Wife Shots Fired
MIA What people think doesn’t concern me. I’m not going to let the man who’s used me as a pawn pretend to be a loving father. I won’t walk in with my face hidden, like some frightened victim. A hotel employee opens the door as the music begins to play. I grab the veil, pull it off my head, and let it fall to the floor. Katherine gasps, but I ignore her, take a deep breath, and step into the reception hall. MIKHAIL The woman I’ve been thinking about for months steps into the room, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe. I knew she would be beautiful, but seeing her in person... I was wrong. She isn’t just beautiful; she’s mesmerizing. She wears a flowing white dress that trails behind her, and soft blonde curls cascade over her shoulders. I’ve never seen hair so long. She looks like a princess from a fairytale. I wonder what kind of villain I’d be in that story. She walks down the aisle with purpose, her gaze locked onto mine. She doesn’t look scared at the sight of my sc
The Mafia King's Temporary Wife The Wrong Groom
MIKHAIL I stare at him without answering. Not because I don’t want to, but because I can’t remember. “I’ll handle it, Adrian.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Alright then.” He sighs and continues, “You know she’ll probably be spying on us and reporting to the Italians. You’re in charge of most of our drug business, so be careful what you say in front of her. Also, make sure to hide any important documents in your office in case she decides to snoop.” “I will.” “There’s one more thing you need to know about her, and if you change your mind, I’ll give her to Kostya.” “I won’t change my mind.” “She doesn’t speak, Mikhail.” I freeze and look at Adrian, not sure if I heard him correctly. “She can’t be deaf,” I say. “She’s a dancer.” “She’s not deaf. There was a car accident when she was a teenager. I don’t have many details. That’s all the Italians told me.” “How does she communicate?” “I don’t know. She probably writes in a notebook or uses sign language. Are you stil
The Mafia King's Temporary Wife Claimed At The Table
MIKHAIL I’m still thinking about it when the solo violin begins, and I focus back on the stage. I don’t know much about music, but I’ve seen her enough times to know when it’s her turn.When she steps out, dancing gracefully across the stage in a light skirt, I feel my breath stop. She’s beautiful. Her blonde hair is tied in a tight bun, but instead of making her look harsh, it makes her look even more delicate. She seems like a fragile bird, so graceful... and so young. I lean against the wall behind me, shaking my head. If I don’t stop this obsession, I’ll lose my mind.After her part is done, I leave, but I don’t go straight to the exit. I take a detour to the big table near the backstage door where flowers are left for the dancers. It’s strange, but it works for me. As usual, I leave a single rose and head for the door.***When Adrian Di Salis, the leader of the Bratva, enters the room, everyone stands up and stays standing until he sits at the head of the table. He puts his can
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