Barren Wife? I Carry The Mafia Heirs

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f my dress, brushing away a speck of dust that was not

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lling her silk shawl tighter around her shoulders, as

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had done nothing but

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led her hand away, her cheeks flus

of power finally

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he entrance of the parlor, and the

doorway, a dark and imposing fi

nkled from travel, but his presen

ng everyone else, and pulled me

ding as iron, suddenly gave way when the familiar scent of tobacco from hi

al and told him how his family ha

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from South Africa had

d all his operations back

ever leave me and our

ed up, his eyes we

as if she were something foul stuc

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over Serena

out a desperat

he cried. "He mis

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hat Dante is severel

leepless vigilance against assassination,"

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dialed his highest-ranking c

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ly had the heart to aband

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artifice of her victimhood collapsed, not in a single break, but

everything, her words tu

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by her, taking a half-step b

fended herself, her

s a barren queen takin

ll for the inheritance, as if h

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gust that I had ever

t Serena speak anot

sharp, percussive sound

grasp with a practiced motion that was swift and dispassionate, handing the child to a

condemning her to rot behind bars