Wedded To The Cold Hearted Mafia Boss
Ariana Dollars
“Be a good girl for me and come fucking closer.” Alfred’s voice was husky, and angry. It made me dizzy with sinful lust.
I gulped as I obediently closed the distance between us. He inched even closer and I felt my breath hitch when his hands found my thighs and I was hosteled up, back plastered against a wall in an instant.
“Who am I?”
“My- my husband.” I whispered, mouth quivering.
His fingers tangled in my hair, a kiss against my arched throat.
“That’s right. You belong to me, and not my fucking idiotic brother. I own everything– your body, your heart and your soul. They’re all mine.”
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Bella had her life mapped out. Go to med school, graduate, make e
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