Pregnant by the mafia boss

ever, I winced in pain as the pounding h

ives," he barked, his voice loud and commandi

of her elegant body, Jack?" he smirked, his lustful gaze piercing t

r you," another man warned sharply, pul

Why was I kept here? Who was their boss? Was I going to die? These qu

SS!

ts grip on my chest. Who was this boss? Was he cruel? Dangerous? Would

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u try to tast

boldness. Did he forget

Gino stammered, trembling as

ate step toward him, my ha

my rules, and now you'll have to choose how you die. I'll grant you the honor

ltered as he cowered before the man, h

ithout hesitation, i plunged it into Gino's chest. Blood g

me," Gino managed to whisper,

ked mockingly, tappi

s muffled voice bare

might let you go-but on

ck was the boss's right-hand man-his trusted bulldog, smart, calculati

f three, I want you to kill Jack. If you don't, you die."

Two... T

ticipated the move and dodged. Gino dropped to his knees,

erfucker: I hate losers who fear death. Dragons don't cower.

itate. I pulled the trigger, and the bullet pierced Gino's f

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s as I heard the gunshot. He h

meone to clean this place," the boss o

s approaching me. His presence loomed over me, and though the bli

ears in your body if you keep cry

f. His words echoed in my head, each repet

I gasped, startled by his deep ocean-blue eyes that seemed to glint with amusement. H

ered, trembling under his touch as

ses. His hands slid around my waist, pulling me close. His lips brushed against my neck, hi

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ed this chap

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ollow