Becoming The Mafia Queen
he said.
"We did it," I corrected softly.
He smiled faintly, then he rested his forehead against mine. For a brief moment, we both let ourselves breathe. The chaos was done, and the devil had been slain. But then, in the distance, I suddenly heard shouting and several boots pounding. The sounds of men yelling orders interrupted us, and Adrian turned sharply toward the door, his hand instinctively going for his gun. I grabbed a pistol off one of the bodies and loaded it, though my arms were trembling.
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