My Mafia Fiancé’s Fake Bride
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I gently pulled my hand away and gave him a small, empty smile.
"Go to your Fiorella. She's waiting."
I pushed him out the door.
Caius stood in the hallway, a flicker of confusion and unease crossing his face.
Less than ten minutes after the door closed, my phone buzzed.
A video from Fiorella.
In the clip, she and Caius were on the sofa at the cigar club.
She took a spoonful of tiramisu and deliberately smeared it on the corner of his mouth, then stood on her toes to lick it off his lips.