The Mafia’s Bride
He was about to grab me again when I spoke, “You’ll leave marks on my skin, Roman. Do you want Moretti to think that I’m not your boss’s beloved daughter? If they find out I’m just someone you could easily abuse, they wouldn’t take this marriage seriously.”
Roman pulled his hand back. As the boss’s advisor, he knew I had a point. After all, the reason why the Morettis agreed to marry me was only because they thought I was someone precious to my father, their enemy.
“Ahem. Go ahead. I’ll wait for you here,” Roman said, fixing his tie.
“Get lost. I don’t want some creepy old man waiting for me outside the bathroom,” I said, turning my heels to walk away.
Roman was saying something behind, but
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