The Mafia King

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she arrived back she'd be married and have his name. Mrs. Robustelli. She still couldn't believe she was

eld a five inch heel. She hoped she could walk straight to the wedding and reception, which was to

were braided differently so they could tell them apart she was shutting bricks. C

ed up the aisle. A red carpet to the vicar Gianni looked at her and smiled. Liana took her seat, Castillo stood beside Alora and the ceremony began, they exchanged rings and ki

rge space that seated over a hundred people. Under the large tent

a steeped out sitting in the swinging bench and he sat beside her. '" I

d at him.

ur years and he still manages to keep a straight face when lying." He

were

ough it did come as a shock when he asked us all to the w

d. "What'

you knew

him in six years and I

ders. He had his own business he's taking over from his

gue

are you

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it's been al

h it

e you

iled. "May I steal m

up." He looked at Alora

r close. "So wha

as surprised that yo

l have to watch the video I bet hi

ing his lips on hers k

the band is already set up and

r wedding dance. He pulled her close, dancing slowly, leaned her forward, smiling, pulling her ba

other. They'd had a few drinks and they went back to danci

then talking his suit off dropping it to the ground pressing his lips back on hers kissing her passionately with tongue, wrapping her legs around him thrusting deep inside her she gr