The Devil's Bride - Revenge Of The Mafia King
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stern warning. "Because I already
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at marshmallows. I've had my father in so many ugly ways, but watchi
the fucker, and make h
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de me, in dire need of
oto of Olivia and I. We weren't in love, but
atal, exactly what Padre needed as a font for his dirty business. We had tons
on, with strong connections, and having no
and had too many disagreements, but she w
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oaning in the trapped car as sh
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expelled air, goin
n the other side of the office, I pulled out a
ntent, I clenched my teeth
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ruining the thick glass as the shards settled
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was my protection..
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send me his address, I n
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pulled out the platinum briefca
thed blade. A pair
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red the engine to life, firing it out of t
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for bu
pistol in the waist of my pants. The blade
er for me. It was guarded by a heavy black gate.
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gateman opened
y I hel
o see Seb
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are y
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from adding him
ir
l view of me, which happene
ade, his eyes wi
u-
over his mouth, keeping him shut for the rest of his lif
I kicked his blood-stained body to the side
lammed the red button on his w
ay.
took out the security m
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curities that ran out, fol
self into a seemingly empty living room. It was sparkling c
nce, careful not to miss out on anythi
s locked. I retrieved the master key in th
pt
, it was also empty,
to
d where the frail feminin
n hand. Some part of her blue dress was soak
are y
asked, trying to
blood that dripped on the sparkling floor, she opened her m
t dropped, crashing down, spilli
liar, but I couldn't
is Seba
er glued frame that kept trembl
ask ag
her, wrapping my fingers ar
is Seba
revenge on her. Everyone that was linked with the mor
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, terrified
of no us
round her neck, I g
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y bare skin, as she pleaded for mercy. A teardrop s
, unable to stare at her royal blue
n i
, I clutched my hands ti
hank
eet with her red curls, in appreciatio
t y
p bac
ge to the bastard," I informed her. "When I r
g aside her rich red hair, so I
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