Her Mafia Father’s Wrath
Vesper Shawmy mafia daddylet me go my mafia husbandforbidden temptation: my mafia fiance's alpha fathera bride for the mafia lord
Nicole’s forehead pounded against the floor with heavy, rhythmic thuds as she pleaded for my mercy.
Soon, a raw, bloody gash appeared on her brow, blending with the infected wounds on her cheeks. Her entire face had become a grotesque mess—swollen, weeping, and barely human.
Leon watched her grovel, and something in him finally broke. The last shred of his pride crumbled away.