The Mafia's Addiction: His Obsession

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ped her, sending shi

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she bent to gather t

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her face, then drifting to her dress. She felt

t time, do it somewhere else," he

eaving Aria stunned. She stood up and c

e mumbled, but

nuing to walk towards his car. Aria noticed the

She hissed,

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is movements fluid and confident a

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ing into the driver

he replied, his gaze fixe

he rearview mirror. "It's

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as he focuse

pping in front of a grand mansion. The gates swung o

he mansion, his eyes g

rance, and Marco then shut down th

, boss ?" Marco asked as

nk. I know."

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ssandro stuttered, tremblin

you to be surpri

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me. Two days is gone, I want m

e time. Just add me a week, and I promise to return y

re you, I'd start pa

the money, " Mr Al

n and pointed it straight

repeat myself.

andro second wife scream

this woman,"

uld give you anything as coll

u say," Valtor

al." Jolene co

u possibly offer to cov

unsure of the value of

xpected," Ma

pointed at Alessandro, his finger encircled the trigger,

a person?!"

do whatever you like with her until

for the money you owe me ? I can get any type o

one, think of all the things you can do with her

u dare do it." Mr

locked onto Mr

n't hesitate to kill you if we don't

're willing to sacrifice my daught

ndro, you abandoned her years ago. Wh

ne, with a sinister intent. "Tell me, who i

e i

t involve her in this."

ot worth your life. Let hi

agerness to protect this girl i

t now, I find myself consumed by th

ve you done!" Al

life," Jo

and where can I fin

wife. She lives with her grandmother,

but they own a bakery called Rosa'

w. Have my payment rea

eft with Marco foll

appens to her, I'll kill you my

ungrateful. Anyway, start figuring out how to

tration etched on his face. He k

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reshly baked cupcakes in the display c

as she turned to leave, the doorbell above the ent

, their imposing figure

delight," she said, her smile warm an

ssions unreadable. One of them stepped forwar

amed, warning as t

want?" She

t a syringe from his pocket. He lunged forward, his ma

to break free. The needle stung her arm,

nds became distant echoes. Her knees weakened, and s

ne help," she whisper

ldn't as her eyes slowly clo