The Mafia's Forgotten Bride
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SYNOPSIS
“Remember,” he growled, his voice roughly caressing against the shell of my ear. His large and scarred hand splayed possessively on my stomach, pulling me back against the hard wall of his chest. We were a twisted parody of a loving couple, nestled in the bed we once shared.
I squeezed my eyes shut, trembling. “I—I can’t. I'm fucking trying.”
His lips brushed the sensitive skin of m...
“Remember,” he growled, his voice roughly caressing against the shell of my ear. His large and scarred hand splayed possessively on my stomach, pulling me back against the hard wall of his chest. We were a twisted parody of a loving couple, nestled in the bed we once shared.
I squeezed my eyes shut, trembling. “I—I can’t. I'm fucking trying.”
His lips brushed the sensitive skin of m...

















































