My Mafia Dominant Is Back
Not until he was strong enough to protect her from everything.
Lost in thought, Carlo crushed his cigarette into the ashtray, the frustration of his inner turmoil gnawing at him. He reached for another cigarette but found the box empty. Muttering a curse under his breath, he called Maria, the maid, to bring him a new pack.
Maria arrived quickly with a fresh pack of cigarettes and, in her hands, the morning newspaper. “Sir, today’s paper just came in. Would you like to have a look?”
Carlo, uninterested, waved her off. “No, just leave the cigarettes. You can go.”
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