The Mafia's Klepto Bride
I had never been proved more wrong in my life because as I finally brought out the wrapped clothes, I realized that it wasn't even a gown.
It was a three-piece suit, tailored to perfection, with a crisp white shirt, a fitted waistcoat, and formal black trousers.
I was taken aback by the sheer elegance of it all. The fabric was luxurious, and it seemed to be exactly in my size.
The suit was not revealing or flashy, but rather dark and sophisticated. I couldn't wait to put it on and see how it fit.
As I began to change, I realized that the suit was not just any suit - it was a statement. The don was making a point by dressing me in attire that was traditionally masculine, yet tailored to accen
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