MY CASANOVA MAFIA
I'm not moving from here," she said urgently, her words trembling but steadfast.
They made no argument as they slammed shut the doors and they took off, sirens screaming through city lights blurring past.
Valentine's heart pounded as she watched the medics work, placing an oxygen mask over Arnulfo's face, securing an IV in his arm. His skin was pale, his breathing shallow, but his fingers—his fingers still clung weakly to hers.
She pressed his hand to her lips, tears slipping down her face. "Please, mi amor," she whispered. "Stay with me. Stay with us."
Just then, as if he heard her, his dark eyes fluttered open just enough, his lids cracking open slowly. His dark gaze found hers.
"I'm. not
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