The Mafia King's Surrogate Wife

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n assured confidence. Watching him, she could see how he

is hands in his pant pockets and continued towards her, his polished black sho

you?" He questioned gently, with the deepest voice she had ever heard, look

ecause there was least surprise in him

ancy report, only her mom and friends called her Jules instead of her given first name, Juliet. "I'm Nikolas Ries, I did not

ed like a Grinch with you earlier not knowing

were as surprised as she was because they whipped their faces toward

to take care of and it was consuming all my thoughts. We were together in that," he

you were in an urgency to reach Burnsville, right?" He si

ed, tilting her head slightly to one side, gesticulating

ntained amber flecks. She couldn't have looked away, even if she had wanted to. How could she be so affected b

w someone's face. Standing up from her seat and establishing a position in front of him, she tried to give the impression that she was

breasts, almost instinctively, like her body had sounded a bloody horn to get his attention. What the f

" He cleared his throat and paused. "From today onwards you will be staying in my penthouse until you deliver the baby. All your needs and requirements will be taken care by the domestic staff. If there is ever anyth

of his men. Looking at his face it was clear, the information the man had to give Ries was very important.

his first name. Juliet knew in the mafia, power and position are of p

Nikolas. The man before him looked emotional, and said something to Ries which wa

rd him, like the order from Hades. His tone was obnoxious, savage

f the group and she had taken her first proper full breath since sh

ou will slowly get adjusted to it. I will pay you as much as you want and even more if you would like to have. It will look after your medical degree at NYU and you don't have to depend on your step mom anymore for the fun

his by my step-sister." She huffed out. "I didn't even know I was being examined for

blowing her away. "Is that why you tried to escape? What,who and how doesn't intere

ou be so h

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and clasped her right hand over her mouth. The last thing sh

ld feel the heat and when his fingers started to move, albeit slightly, she could feel his callous

ow long their eyes held each other's gaze again, in

on't combine my private life with business." He censured her w

have been framed into this. I can't part with my child for the wrongdoing of my step s

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