The Mafia Don's Unwanted Genius Wife

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at that pool of bl

and at the mass of thick-necked enforcers flooding the co

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back, striding into the trauma

ssing my hand hard against the bleeding

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s a common newborn condition - secretions blocking the airway. It had no

gid by the door, ab

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- and pressed her entire hand down on my

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nd my teeth against the sear

e the guards were distracted, slipped soun

e and called the fam

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