~Adriano's Pov ~ Chapter 41 I shouldn’t have used those words on her. I took a long drag from my cigarette, exhaling slowly as I sat in the car outside the club, the bass thudding faintly through the tinted windows. When the words had left my mouth, I hadn’t missed the hurt in her eyes. The way her lashes trembled. The tears she tried and failedto hold back. A part of me ached at the sight of it. I ignored it. I checked my wristwatch and realized I’d stayed too long, lingering in thoughts I had no business entertaining. Stepping out of the car, I tossed the cigarette aside and slid my hands into my pockets, walking straight toward the club. Music slammed into me the moment I entered loud, I made my way into the VIP section. Vicente Montoya sat at the center, relaxed, surrounded by indulgence like a man who owned the room . The leader of the Spanish mafia. He approached me with an offer. He was also the reason I’d agreed to the honeymoon charade. “Adriano.” He called my name li
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