The Mafia's Precious Pet

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hurt so much. Why did it hurt so much when he was a stran

didn't stop until I got to my room in the mansion

e one but then again, I didn't know m

me. You're over r

n't believe he

fu*king up some chick on our own wedding day. Is that how mu

me and he showed me just that until now. I believed that he did,

m. The space in the room was enough to fit fifty people, "Come baby, yo

nothing to you but did you have to do it on this day? This

Now, can we just get past this

had Just done. Did it mean nothing to him that his newly wedded wife caught

hocked that I didn't k

o him, "you don't have to get so worked up on this day. All you have to do is stay prett

ce, like he was enjoying just how miserable I w

don't think I want to be with you tonight. Can you leave me alone?" I to

tually believed that you loved me and that we were such lovely couples that my father even wrote it as a mandate to get married to you." I mumbled t

id!" I exclaimed and

ere was something lik

I can't blame you.

to fully grasp what he just said, more lik

y?" I felt the need t

t that wiped off half of your memories, literally half of your entire li

with shock at hi

ted to make it work. However, it seemed as though you had suddenly changed, or perhaps, it was who you were from the ver

f and I could see that the rim of hi

with your equally dumb friends. Every night you were

talking about. I couldn't have been that type of p

y of what he was saying, "I mean, how is it that a few drunken nights are enough to

ght you doing the sam

h

d him as I suddenly felt my palms be

hemselves so deep into you. It was the worst night of my life. I had seen you with my own two eyes. You were satisfied and enjoyed it a

hr

er that his veins popped from the side of his neck and at

ing his shoulders into

o conjure a flicker of memory. Anything at all but it only le

back into the room and threw

oof. Well, t

e by one. A lump grew in my throat and my eyes

e from the hospital. The zip was open and the dress was hanging very low on my wais

lls around me. It looked the s

e photographs away, l

orgot that you had CCTV cameras all over the house. Your father was very enraged bu

, "I could never forget. I haven't forgotten and I don't think I

in my heart. I couldn't believe that I was that kin

my voice and ask him, "then why- why

result of the tears that

nly way to get you to stop your promiscuous lifestyle. But that didn't sit well with you at first. You ran out of the house, ignoring your father a

rd the door banging shut. My world crum

h I had never woken up from the coma I w