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h
antos, complains annoyingly. He's been going on and
y shoulders as I wrap my fingers around
. "You just turned twenty-five and you haven't eve
still young,
t my eyes. I can't deal with his crap right now. He's alwa
hirty, at the most." He stops before speaking again, hoping this last sentence
up right now, I'l
illionth time since I have turned twenty-five. If it was up to th
not that I had to comply to him, I didn't. But I respect him, and I'm exhausted of him taking advantage of the f
ving in and wanting to ruin
ory leans onto his face as he s
okay with her marrying so young?" I interrogate, slightly bot
didn't mind." He shakes his hea
e-gap topic and ask t
'd change my mind if he didn't reply fast enough. Whi
fonso? Spa
mies, but they aren't the best buddies either. I see why father wants me to marry the heir of th
e's something odd about that family. Why would he want to marr
u-trying to get me t
ut, speaking of the most obvious reason Dominic wou
dinner at their house tomorrow, 7:00 pm. I'll send you the address." Then, f
ea
ntions as he walks out the door, s
in'
wo years younger than me, an
pocket, only to be disappointed by the notifi
rg
you pick
urself,
rg
re telling me to drive myself? We
. You're fuc
rg
Gas p
ave
rg
:( I'll be re
to
rg
nd take a sip of my Whiskey, swirling the glass around after. I
do a double take as quick as I can. A girl walks
seen her a
she
s are executed perfectly as she walks, swaying her hips. Her dark, curly hair
ith naturally long hai
reen eyes light up as soon as she sees a guy walking towards
sh
watch as he pulls back and leans in
e rejec
y fucking drink
awkwardly and he leans in for
you have to
e godda
k. A very short, fast one that do
ear someone
how that guy is staring at her tits, not
serves
my mafia. "The shipments, boss." He takes a moment to see if he has my co
s someone bloc
rritated at the entire day. First my father forcing this arrange
h to mess with my business? I
ery woman. I see the little frat boy leading her somewhere off to t
u
owing it's probably Serg
u
u
z.
e shithead and as soon as I see the me
a
e no see
to keep i
a
ng married? You're not
other and sister, you think
a
I guess we
my
at fucking bastard. He has some blo
ot through my hands, making me look down a
ly, knowing what t
answer, greeting he
osa, Dio. Lo odio, cazzo-" She rambles on and on, her nervousness clearer than ever. (Did Ramos t
twenty-one years old. I feel horrible, not
t more than that, she has the sweetest fucking soul, who
rò cazzo se prova qualcosa. Non c'è bisogno di a
t do shit. I'll fucking kill him if he tries anything. You
eaths until she speaks again, "Graz
look up just in time to see tha
myster
She walks over to the barstool she was si
ck with mine. She's absolutely gorgeous. I tilt my head
so damn per
or, but it felt like years. Suddenly, her eyes were off me and on that damn bartender who's giving
shes into the room, breathlessl
purely regretting my entire existence at this m
outside, behind my club. I look down, and see two men in a pool
d my club? On the guards watch?" I s
He explains, furiously furrowing his eyebrows. "Someone hack
My.
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