Erased From The Frame: Runaway Bride

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enger seat, idly scrol

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bothering to look up. "This high-security Family ho

vio muttered something

the Mafia Queen," Silvio said,

s and twisted in her

he snapped back. "Dante's driving is smoot

and pulled up to the grand, gild

y stepped forward, pulli

rode into the cave

ranking Family Associate,

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nager stammered out

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behind the polished mahogany desk

ing screen, his brow

cally typ

bead of sweat forming on his forehead. "The ro

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she insisted, tapping the monit

, his voice shaking noticeably now. "T

exasperation and crossed

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opened our e

yesterday still

of dread formed in t

her at the compound," Sienna suggested flippantly, c

Silvio muttered, scanning th

the Don like this," Sienna adde

s chatter and dialed the

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shock. "No. The bride should be at a safehouse with her

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red, pivoting sharply toward the exit. "S

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I snapped, stoppin

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even bothered to inform Gia about the hotel change,

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th a silence broken only by the hum of the engine an

ine and slammed my foot

ogize to her," I told Sienna coldly, my eye

mmand, shifting uncomfort

demanded defensively. "I've been doing

aked out, heavily filling th

el was so tight th

that vibrated through the dashboard. "You kept her dress. You complete

ead and locked my fu

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ked down at her lap, u

retched out for a lo

ous tear slipped down he

na cried softly, her voice

say ano

traight ahead at

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not. I pressed the accelerator harder, chasing

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