The Captured Mafia Bride
“Good. So, Lyla. I need you to listen to me, okay?’
“Okay,” I nodded.
“Can you fight? Do you think you are strong enough?”
I glanced down at my hands and nodded. “Yes, I think I'm fine.”
“Well, good,” he said. “Take this,” Emilio brought out a small knife, and placed it on my hands. “If anything happens and you are close by, stab first. No questions after.”
I nodded. “Yes, no questions.”
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