The Mafia' s Bride
"I'm sorry, but I just don't understand the logic. The world I come from is completely different from yours. After the stipulated three months, what's next? Do you even have the intention of letting me go home? When you were talking about Florence earlier, I saw your face, Luca. You don't have the intention of letting me go anytime soon. Let's stop this senseless game."
I smirked in amusement, brushing back a straying hair away from her temple. Her eyes flickered with confusion and defiance, and I could sense the turmoil within her. I leaned down, my lips close to her ear, and whispered in a low, possessive tone, "You got me. I don't intend to let you go. You belong to me, and you are going
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