Married to a monster
She threw herself into his arms, shaking, crying, holding onto him like she never wanted to let go.
Carlo wrapped his arms around her tight. He could feel her heartbeat pounding against his chest.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “I’ve got you.”
Marcus tilted his head and watched them.
“Oh, how sweet,” he said, his voice mocking. “But I hate to break it to you… I can’t let this end with a happy moment. Not for you, Carlo. Never for you.”
Carlo looked up slowly, already knowing what was coming.
“Fucking bastard,” he growled. “I knew you wouldn’t keep your word.”
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