Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord
The evening wind swirling around my face, darkness casting shadows around the surrounding.
Susan appeared before me in the living room, as she got out of the kitchen. She wore a skimpy short blue dress, and her thighs were partly revealed.
I had watched Susan grow up, as her mother was a loyal servant to my father. Madonna was my nanny for a long time, taking care of me since I was two years old, before she gave birth to her daughter, Susan and a few years later, her other son, Ozzy.
Susan was twenty-two years old now, and she had grown into a pretty young woman, but Ozzy was twenty years old and in the university.