Broken Vows: The Mafia Princess Strikes Back

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's shirt. Her muffled sobs were a pathetic caricature of grief. "No...

e stand. "She's weak. She can't take any more of this," h

word. I simply

the one to crush their final, desperate hope. I needed him to

resence making the sprawling room

proceed," he stated, his voic

he walks over here herself and

e-blue eyes. "Two. My men escort her. But after the examination

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orld knew what that meant. It was a place where lies were meticulously dismantl

nst a nearby servant, her face draining of

n at the trembling woman in his arms. For the first time, a flicker of ge

was she so paralyzed by the thoug

knew it was time to

to Drake's side. Together, we l

r, sharp, and carrying the w

I began, capturing every ounce of

egnant, and that she lost that child because of me... then I,

ke's brow furrowed for a split second-a minute, almost i

retch until it was almost unbearable.

ut

lying..." I drew out the word, making my gaze a physical

ano Princess will be paid for by th

nt will be the least of your worries. I will personally ensure that the n

n my voice was the final blow

ng a violently trembling finger at Bobby. "It was all her idea! She plan

e flimsy bonds of their deceitful lit

s gaze to Bobby. His expression was a devastating m

r slipping to reveal the panicked schemer underneath. "No! Ma

heir pathetic squabbling. He ga

ng h

datory grace, she seized Bobby's arm, dragging