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Mara said, her voice hushed as though she was respecting the quiet. I ran my fingers along a spine. "Does he read?" A beat of silence before she said, "Yes." There was something in Mara's face when she said it, something complicated that wasn’t affection. It was understanding, and resignation, and perhaps something like weary acknowledgment. It was the look you give something you understand implicitly but could never articulate in human language. "Mara," I said, choosing my words carefully. "What kind of man is he?"

I turned and rushed back inside the door. He had changed his habits and behaviour toward me a lot. He tried to be a good person to me. He genuinely cared for me. He threatened me that he did not want a single tear in my eyes. He apologised for forcing me to marry him. He would be seething with anger and still would pass his smile to me. I had heard mom saying he had been crueller to people than before. He had wiped away more than half the men of the south mafia. He was badly craving to have Maya back to kill her. She was also one of the killers of his brother. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I reached the balcony and stared out.

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

"Laura Luther dropping Mafia is none of my business, you guys should go settle it out, I don't want to get involved in any of this, please " "Sweetie ", she said smiling broadly, "You're fully into it. All in. Because if I remember correctly, you were his ex fiance, and whether or not you two are together, they're going to come for you ". I swallowed hard, "My brother... he quit and nothing happened to him, he's still got his brothers intact". "Italian Mafia, is not USA Mafia ", she stated. Why was everyone saying this.

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"Breathe... Breathe Christian... Breathe...You can do this." My life is about to change. What I do next will determine the Mafia Boss that I will become. Now I am a determined man, and there shall be nothing and no one that will come in my way in my pursuit to claim what is mine.

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He pulled the trigger. The body collapsed at his feet. Elena had seen violence before. But this… this wasn’t violence. It was dominance. Power. Absolute, merciless mafia rule. Adrien finally turned his head toward her. “Elena.” Just her name. But it held everything — command, relief, anger, possession. She didn’t move. He walked toward her slowly, steps crunching over broken glass and bodies. His hand reached out, gripping her wrist firmly. “Are you hurt?” His voice was still cold, but something flickered beneath it.

"Take your flowers. I'm just gonna live my quiet, boring life. There's too much drama around you." "Wait. Wait." He grabbed my wrist then scoffed. "F**k all those girls. They have nothing on you." "I already have a lot to deal with, you know that. Being around you just adds more." "So if I asked you properly to date me, you wouldn't?" "No!" I snapped. "We cannot work." He stepped closer, his expression darkening. "Why? The mafia business? Or the girls?" "Everything. Everything is wrong with you, Mav."