The Mafia's Rebel Wife

f her existence in this room has been cleared up except for the memory stuck in my head, I've been here for days waiting for Rino to show up but no amount of pr

oked at me with coldness more than they did with warmth in the years that I knew him. I knew that I would feel a lot of things when I would see him but what striked me

hat much was bone crushing. No one betrayed Rino and still lived to see a second later but I am and I k

sor

l. Me." He

w thickly. "But the child is gone." I close my eyes and cover my lips with my fingers. "My baby died a few week

gn of his rage would be his tightly closed fist.

ily and immediately regret it, Rino turns in a flash and heads straight for me, he picks

" He

cating." I t

" He still speaks quietly, his voice a low tune, his hands around my neck tightening

out and scratch at his ha

rother." I say

He asks, his e

ets go of me like I disgust him before walking out of

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is time, it's in a proper bedroom, in fresh a

ening?" I tr

asps and I wince at the name. I

the other woman, ign

s Mr. Garcia's room." She says with a cool sm

doing here?" I

baritone voice and enchanting face emerges from where must have

have to go home." a cloud o

murmurs and shivers passes thr

ll and this is not my home.

from him. "My child died because of yo

N

ot have been subjected to complicatio

o you are going to remain here until you can giv

home." I desperately clutch at his arms and my anxiet

s consequences so be lucky I did not put a bullet through your head." He says b

me, I have to go home Rino