The Mafia Don's Unwanted Genius Wife

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d on the antique St. Jude medal resting against

silver chain - the only keeps

ecklace," Vale

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said flatly. "You will

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ormed in the blink of an eye,

lutched the baby protectively to her ch

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my chest, and he remembered that Valenti

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k of my neck, and as the clasp snapped

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s fist, turned his back on me, and dropped

my neck. My fingertips

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