To Keep a Homeless Mafia Boss
And the man who had promised me safety, who had sworn his love, was a predator, a liar, a dangerous criminal.
I spent the rest of the night pacing, unable to sleep, unable to shake the feeling of dread that clung to me like a second skin. Every shadow seemed to hold a threat, every creak of the house sounded like an ominous warning. The comfortable sanctuary of my home had transformed into a prison, a place where I felt trapped, vulnerable, and utterly alone. The betrayal was a gaping wound in my heart, a painful reminder of my own naiveté, my own foolishness. And the fear… the fear was a constant, gnawing presence, a chilling reminder of the danger that lurked in the shadows, a danger that
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