The Mafia King's Alluring Affection

ited moment had arrived for him to keep the promises he made to his father and Larisa. Lost in th

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e round centre table, guarded by the Genovese and Sherian’s bodyguards. Sebastian’s father w

on her tongue, her lips curling up as sh

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ircase. Larisa descended the stairs, her heels echoing with every click against the

skin. Even the carefully applied makeup couldn’t conceal the fear that lingered in her eyes.

f warmth or interest, leaving on

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r shoulder and propelled her forward, as though she were a commodity about to be auctioned.

s reminiscent of someone I hold close to my heart.” He gazed into her eye

sponded with a smile

ured towards Sebastian, her eyes followed h

over to Larisa and Sebastian took note of her deliberate retreat as Luca enfolded her in his arms, but his gaz

you if you ever troubled her!” He chuckled and everyo

s drawn to his father by Anton’s mean

k to Larisa

and turned to Tobias. “Would you m

asingly annoyed. “What era are we living in?” He men

s smiled. “Larisa, tak

him off. “I’d like t

. “The bedroom of a person reveals a great deal about their personality and charact

s impress

ck jacket, and motioned for Larisa to lead the way. Sh

oom until they arrived at the last room on the second level. “I’m sorry. My room is

Although the room was spic and span, it was not spacious enough to house a Mafia princess

r room, Larisa nervously stood

n stopped in front of the canvas, covered

ing. “May I have a look?” He

ks turned red as she fumbled. No one had ever b

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off the cover of her canvas. Sebastian’s gaze was transfixed on her

” Sebastian’s gaze was fixed on the lovers in the p

er, and her voice trembled only slightly as she spoke. “I saw them in my dream. The wom

his legs. “Who is the other woman standing at a distance a

e painting was incomplete without her. And I was right because everyone is asking about her.

e? Have you been treated well so far? Is ther

ound Sebastian, her lips trembling in response. Sebastian noticed her e

to an art scho

territory. My father arranged this marriage without my consent, and now I’ll be imprisoned in the walls

y. I have come to terms with my fate and am at peace. I know my opinion d

on and concern. “Seb…Sebastian?” His coal-black eyes loc

u with the chance to achie

ter his words. “I won’t believe you.” She chuckled. “I have never

reality. “Once we take our vows, I want you to understand the weight of stepping into the rol

e would ag

oncern yourself with it.” He r

oluntarily escaped her lips, a

y! I didn’t mean to say out so loud.” Hastily, she cast her gaze downward towards t

er, yet it provided no satisfaction to overpower someone so

is index finger and handed it to her. “This is a token of my promise. Once

t. “Goodbye.” He turned, and the sound of his footsteps e

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breath, his nostrils flaring as he recalled the h