To Keep a Homeless Mafia Boss
Isabella’s life, her position, her place beside Arnaldo – they would all be mine.
The thought sent a shiver of exhilaration down my spine. It was a dangerous game, a high-stakes gamble, but the prize was worth the risk. I would dismantle their perfect world, brick by painstaking brick, and rebuild it around myself. Isabella’s laughter echoed again, a distant, mocking sound. But this time, it didn't sting. It fueled me. It gave me purpose. It was the sound of my impending victory.
The seed of envy had taken root, and it was growing, dark and powerful, ready to blossom into a poisonous flower of destruction. And I, its cultivator, would watch with grim satisfaction as it choked the life out of
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