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THE MAFIA KING'S LITTLE PET

Chapter 4 .

Word Count: 1167    |    Released on: 20/09/2024

hard enough to draw blood. She wasn't sure if it was fury, frustration, or despera

his hand flying to his mouth where blood trickled from the fresh bite. His fingers

f his hand connected with her cheek in a brutal slap that sent her head snapping to the side. The sha

pain but from the shock of it all. She had known Diego had a temper, but this was the first time he had ever hit

were dark with rage, but there was something else beneath the surface, an almost sadistic satisfaction at seei

otions rising inside her. She wanted to scream, to yell at him, to

he had once believed she loved. Her cheek throbbed where he had struck her, but the pain paled in comparison to the angui

embled, filled with a mixture of hurt and disbelief

answering right away, he turned his back to her, strolling toward the wardrobe as though he had all the time in the worl

ne casual, almost bored, as he threw her a

response. "I expected you to love me...

l. "Love you?" he repeated as if the very ide

g as she tried to comprehend what he was sayi

g to face her fully, his eyes gleaming with a sinister amusement. "You really are

ng as she struggled to make sense

supposed to be a one-time thing. A bet, actually. Among my friends. You see, we had a little wager

rder to breathe. Her vision blurred as her heart shattered in her chest, each word cutting deeper t

as a fun challenge. But when I saw how easily you fell for me, I figur

tidal wave. This couldn't be real. This had to be a nightmare. The man she had given everyt

treaming down her face as she shook he

is voice laced with a cruel edge. "Think about it. All the papers you signed, all the deals you h

d thought she was helping Diego build their future. In reality, she had been helping him manipulate

him, her chest heaving with sobs.

you hadn't been so inexperienced, maybe if you hadn't been a virgin when I met you, I might've

n of his words tore at her soul, each cruel word leaving scars she knew would never heal

d, more to herself than to him. "Al

as he watched her crumble before him. "Exactly.

s betrayal. How could she have been so blind? So foolish? Her father's warnings, and her mother'

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