Pregnant & Desired By The Mob Boss

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linds covering the window, but part of me doesn't want to know. If the sun has set, then I've been here too long. If the street below is e

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e desk, my wheels squealing, prepared to fight off the intruder. It takes

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the door closed and drops down into the leather chair across from my desk. The focused light of my

me. Why do you sound so s

e I hoped I was wrong about you, but apparen

is all I've ever known. From the moment I was born, there were expectations, and I've always been willing to kill myself to meet them. No

e family legacy. We were conceived in the same moment, but because he took his first breaths one hundred and twenty seconds before me, he has to inherit th

breezily, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms.

could tell from the moment he walked in that something was wrong. Not to mention, he rarely visits

see him is when I finally head home after a late night in the office to find him passed out on my sofa. It is how he knows bette

of his jeans. He looks like he could do with a shave and a shower, but I long

damp from where it was pressed agains

s I took the letter from h

corrects. "I found it p

ender knew where you lived, and they want you to know they could access you at any time. Of course, Father knows where Lukyan and I live-he

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in his chair so it rocks backwards on the rear legs. "It w

it open and, for the first time, the hole in the center. It really had b

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be an embarrassment to this family. Fail me aga

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