No Mercy For My Mafia Fiancé

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able, her mask of innocent, wi

e, forcing the tears that welled in her eyes as she accused me of letting

she preached to the frightened crowd.

deception; she manipulat

er immediately stepped forward, their chests puffed wit

sane. They told m

en and there. The men chose to huddle near th

ng to let these fools embr

manacle of bone; he began to drag

nce or the crushing pressure on my bones.

he had been mine since the night I found her bleeding out in a rival fam

ve a subtle, sharp nod,

hesitate for a

d-bronze family crest fro

ing forward and viciously smashing th

led in sud

ed, and his iron

m back against my chest, c

already blooming into a sick shade of pu

dened arm. He glared at

ed, his voice shaking with anger. "Why d

ce made my stomach turn; I

ng pain of my shattered leg, his illicit affair with Bianca, and his

other Capos, how she claimed that I crippled myself int

ow eagerly Silvio

life confession to Bi

id in the dark. "Looking at he

tween us, snapping

wrist and looked Sil

mportant as you think yo

re he heard every single wo

you, because you are not w

canvas, showing him m

nto paste today, I won't s

llow disbelief dawning in his eyes as he gras

ow of nameless terror, as if his buried instincts recog