Blood Ties:Becoming A Mobster’s Wife
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e large glass window. It looked as if the room was located at the very end of the house. I
I concluded I wasn't a normal person when I fell in love with that scent. I swayed arou
liding against the smooth floors. I knew it was a room but it
l. Snapping my eyes open, my gaze immediately melt into a grey that I felt like I've known for decades
eone can be so calm with the am
on his chest while his big warm arms gripped me by my elbows. I looked ba
and I swallowed. I moved my arms around his grip, silently asking
d" I said demurely a
a step back away from me before he moved past me towards the w
s fell on the carefully sculpted muscles of his im
to be cautious of this man. He sucked in his teeth with a threaten
ve my house. I've cartered enough for you and you
ng anymore. What was I doing here? Why was I still with this stranger? I had no
y do I feel so at ease he
nd that might've been the biggest mistake of my life. He turned around in super human speed and pul
touch me, Car
at him in
u, my name
iled his hand towards my neck and held it in a firm grip. With just one swift move from his wrist, I c
my stomach wa
g tone and my throat bobbed underneath his t
m Cy
nd I instantly bega
t lying to you.
d you com
yebrows furrowed in confusion when I can't remember where I came from. I tr
eyes and looked at him si
ingers around my neck. I whimpered
I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. But, he held me captive between his body and the glass window. His eyes wandered my face and I felt the heat building up in my core. I
at he said at all. I wasn't having it though. Stranger or not, I had no where else to go.
n't throw me out. I ha
't kee
give me until I find a place to stay and I'll be out of your lif
r anything. I have n
eeve of his shirt. "You're the only person
u, I'm the worst per
essly looking for food and shelter. "Please, let me stay sir. I can clean, I can do a
n that low voice and I looked up at him with teary eye
own you to l
My throat closed up and my stomach churned but my tongue was
w whisper, dreading his respon
hed his face closer to mine. His face was so close to mine, I could count the tiny fre
tti, and I own t