A Pet for the Mafia Dons
He looked into her face and whispered wondrously, his eyes suspiciously wet,
“I…I …you want …me…?”
“Hush, luv, of course she wants you to give her away an’ all that, Barry,” said Syl , slipping an arm around his waist and rubbing his muscular arm, but her eyes glistened.
“Of course, Barry here will give you away, hun,” she said.
Cian had moved to stand by Bianca. His small face was wracked with concern as he looked at Barry.
‘Why is Barry crying?” he asked in a small voice, his lower lip jutting out, trembling g with sympathy.
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