Betrothed To The Mafia kingpin
He picked up his burner phone and dialed Felix's number.
Meanwhile, Felix, the con artist with a silver tongue, sat comfortably in a cozy bed and breakfast. He reclined on a plush armchair, his eyes fixed on the sunset outside the window. Suddenly, his phone rang, interrupting his peaceful moment. He answered with a smile, knowing it was Alexander on the line.
"Hey Felix, have you heard anything from Anita?" Alexander asked anxiously.
Felix's expression softened as he thought about his daughter. "Yes, I spoke to her earlier. She misses me," he replied, his voice tinged with longing. "I promised her I would be home soon. We've been apart for too long."
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