Mafia's Captive Bride

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run again, I will c

ly gentle-but there was no m

was

a cruel twist of fate that had cast her into the

she forced herself to meet his penetratin

"Oh, dear, you u

st and stepped back, as if he hadn't just

ill from the confrontation. She wanted to scream at hi

would tha

the maf

prisoner in hi

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ped inside. "Señor DeLuca reques

ues

he had

the silk sheets aside and

red the dining hall,

h sleeves rolled to his forearms. He looked like a king, his mere pre

s flitted t

re sliding into the

to the table, sliding a plate

barrassed: Her sto

before)-her nerves refused to

 fork; Rafael's voi

t y

furrowed

of whiskey in his hands even though it was mor

ffened. "Di

g his eyes off hers. "

an down h

ith a gentle clink. "So now, y

ou're depriving me o

irk dimpled his lips. "Ju

ed in her

ut food. It was

as creating, about prov

monster,

. "And yet, you

ent a chill

sily he could co

h control he he

her hunger forgotten. Sh

straight, not t

but something danced in his eye

standing up from his chair

ead, his breath

he strongest on

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nge Ki

a didn

day. Not

give Rafael t

d day came, her b

ded, her lim

asleep, but when she opened her eyes

ounded agai

another roo

ine scent of Rafael in her lungs

, gushing panic t

n she s

he window, one leg crossed ov

ble flickered in

re aw

d, her throa

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fai

linke

she rem

er. The

d coll

silk sheets. "So what?

ght you here because yo

ter laugh. "You m

is nose. "You're a feist

ing me was meant to break me

silence hung

te disbelief, Rafae

, shaking his head. "You

ips into a thin

is face centime

eria. You

his tone that sent a

time, there wasn't r

cru

someth

't have the guts t

gerou

p and walked to a sma

f food s

h fruit. A steam

ering and twisted he

sed to l

hed. "Eat,

now you're in a

uld you like me to re

her jaw. Of

d plunged it into the s

"You want me to al

rmed that d

to eat on your own, w

e wrestled wit

hate

the feeling of

spoon and snatched it from his

her, warming the chill that had

satisfaction shining

d gi

fr

n to tighten

nted to smash i

same way she swallowed the food,

d to break free, she 

ve was playing

of losing herself

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