Sold To The Mafia

ngston clamps her mouth with her bo

ld have just stopped me instead of buying those judges and bribing my so-called best friend. You could have paid some extra money to make sure your

e's funeral. You just nailed the coffin that I have worked hard not to close. Live happily

etitions. You should have cried when you neglected me and when you agreed to sell me for your so

her dream to be a Pâtissiére forced her to shed tears. After all, Zara was known to be the calm and indifferent person who would like

e of five bodyguards in black waiting outside the

in a blue jacket. From his attire, she

responds politely b

ere. Tell him to kill me if he needs to divorce. I heard his hand doe

not l

on't

oor. Whatever happens today, she wi

e Hot

, its golden rays caressing the broad back of the

tting conspicuously on the nightstand. The realization hits him with a mix

nd through his tousled hair, trying to piece

ally ended up here, entangled in each other's arms. It had been passionate, intense even surprisingly, but now he couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. After all,

anation - just cold, hard cash. His mind races with questions. Was this some kind

a tangible reminder of their night together. As he throws the money in the trash can, he can't de

gs. Glancing at the screen, he sees it is his right-hand man calling. Answer

ing? We found Matt's dog,"

the shirt crumpled on the floor, his

s tone unwavering. "You start the interrogation

" Caesar hang

d chest, noting the visible bite mark just above his hardene

r an

ed signature reading "Antonio" pulls up in front of La Ciel Re

few months ago!" A waitress inform

nusual for them to come during the

The head chef exclaimed, immediately orderin

Zara and Mira were here," she explain

she prepare the food

à l'orange rice bo

llowing closely

ct us. How did this happen? Miss Zara is a Pâ

for her. I'm not sure what it said, bu

h. "I'll be back. Take care of the g

ss nodded

ssion, the head chef

is standing before the frosted glass wal

rries himself with a commanding

e a second skin. That cold and indifferent expression is eno

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