TAMING HIS LITTLE DOVE
She loved him, or maybe she only believed she did because it was easier than fearing him.
“What you stole from Lucian for me, it’s working wonders.” He murmured, his hand brushed a strand of curls away from her face.
“That chip is the best thing to happen to us, very soon the De Rossi territories would fall like Dominos.
He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on her shoulder,
“Dios bendiga a la traidora, Mi vida.”
(God bless the traitor, My life)
Finally, a small smile curled on her lips but yet her heart thudded painfully.
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