Revenge Wedding: I Choose The Reaper

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at galas, his whispers spooling promises in my ear, swearing on his mother's grave that I

man named Claire who was currently pinning th

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re whispered, her hands shaking.

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t was a necessary art for a mafia wife, a way to

more days. She doesn't suspec

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into his office unannounced. He was on his knees. Not praying.

l. It's a dying wish of my father to see the alliance. Elena wil

it. I had convinced myself I heard wrong. I h

into the phone while I stood in h

my legs, locking my joints. The steel my

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away from the window. "I

smelled of expensive cologne and lies. He wrapped h

ly business. The shipment at the docks was delayed. We migh

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relieved. "You're th

ut the door again. And queens

im. My hands were trembling, not with sadnes

ut my phone. I dialed a number I had

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me wrong, sounded small. Terrified. "That pact is from the old wars. Valerio Moretti is... he is not a man

repeated, my voic

remains unpaid. It was never

irst of the month, just as planned. But you might wan

g to burn it to the ground. And I was going to do it

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