The Mafia Queen's Bethroted
“You cut me off.”
Damn. I did. But that still wasn't a valid excuse.
“This is not what I pictured,” I muttered, brushing invisible lint off my leather coat.
“Oh, baby, don’t be mad,” Nessa cooed. “It’s kind of cute, no? I mean, you’re the Bratva Queen. You burn buildings, lead fights and leave bodies. He reads books. It’s poetic. Yin and yang.”
Her other voice piped in: “It’s giving ‘please ruin me, ma’am.’”
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