Mafia Runaway Bride

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d, betrayal cutti

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hide me, and he'd

s voice low and dangerous. "Mara

d hit the wall hard. Ross looked right at

ike I was trash. I wanted to run to the windo

ed me hard, and my head hurt a lot. I stumbled, and the cold floor hurt my ba

my knees got blisters. "You had t

, I curled up in a ball, pu

ribs, and I cou

l fast. His hands made fists but he didn't make a move,

ything; clothes, a house, a life. You'd be a homeless person begging for food if it wasn't for me, and you know you have no one else. Your family

d; my body shook right ther

ame out wea

d in my head: Say yo

self for s

all and like I was the on

d I saw stars. "You don't get to make me look like a fool. No way! You're going to walk down

e ashamed

go and no one who cared abou

ck. He stepped forward, his shoulders square, his eyes bl

im in a mean way. 'Stay out of thi

d my sid

r, my cheek was throbbing and

yal mixed wi

to play her

ou're pathetic. Hitting a woman? That's not a

ing Luca back, his

amaged goods, a slut w

aw, sending me falling, pain spreadin

tackling Ross and slamm

e into pieces. Luca's fist hit Ross

r was faster, he held Ross down, his mu

was a mix of fear, anger and wanti

"You don't put hands on a woman,

ibs; his face was twisted i

ut also a little bit soft around the edges

we're l

burned. "No," I said sharply, my voice was rough.

ing blood on the carpet, and so

s, I wasn't

"You want to stay with this douchebag?" he growled, lookin

et go as he pulled me toward the door

was stronger, pulling

Ross's groans got

s on the stairs as we ran down a

he pushed open a door to a na

he let go of my wrist, and I felt like

ywhere else to

ause I didn't have anywhere to go to, I was ba

thing was so loud I could hear it. "Get in,"

move righ

ld I tru

d I go wi

head then I looked back at the

is eyes were locked on

the leather seats fe

hen started the car, the

st, and the city

d shifted as darkness crept in, and I slumped against the seat