Unaccidental Mafia Bride
“Besides, I locked all his guards back in our house. If they managed to get out, they could save their boss.”
“Fang and the Chef?” She asked, even though she had seen the guard go down. But the woman was big and strong. Maybe she had managed to survive?
“Gone,” Egan said, shaking his head.
She sighed and caressed his hair one last time, thinking back to the time they were gold curls.
“Go take a shower. I will have someone bring your meal up.”
“I have eaten,” he said, standing up. “I ate with Rocco.”
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