Ravaged Crown - A Mafia Romance

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s for the guest's benefit.

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into the hallway and someone steps forward out

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sick of this p

not a

me as the type-but then, no one really fights back

need the drama here. If you can't leave your bagga

hift. Please," Willow

rist. Getting fired would be th

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douche bag retorts. There's haugh

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ne. As though the absence of a third p

" she says. "I

head. I've given you the clothes on your back.

she cries out. "Well, I'm done being

he husband.

using his words. Instead, with a practiced motion, he

wls. "So you

the option," she

me wonder how a woman like her ever convinced her

serves

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ls right in her face. "You're never leaving me. I'm sick and tired of this Mis

you greeted me?" she asks. "By

He rears back and sla

r me to

It slams against the wall, sending s

me with wide eyes. Willow is staring a

mmers, grasping for the appropriate tone

rn my eyes on the

talked down to. It's clear from the greasy pomade of his raked-back hai

taries fawning all over him and rivals fuming every time

now is that he's not

in

ing more than a coc

ck are you?

ed with shame. "I'm sorry, Mr. Solovev. We

says my name. I could get used

tell her. "I think you

his full height. He's reasonably tall, at least six feet

s my goddamn wife, and you are-I don't even know who the

nstinctively. His body knows what his brain is too s

, mudak," I breathe. "I expect my wait

fucking h

can do to stop me. I grab the front of

. "Are you fucking cr

ng anywhere wi

ker, I'm h

ed voice. "Ask me if I give a fuck. No

sming in my grasp. "I'm no

f his head clacks against the