The mafia and his angel

t hard to talk . Alberto and my father had

better start talking. You have

losing

way his face twisted

la”, I said In a ru

as if the word itself has been laced with molasses .

ut I liked how my name sounded when it came f

elf toget

shoot you. Stupid ,

are you here?” he asked , this time

h I should tell him. His gaze never left mine, and when

lucky I’m being patient

, but he

ou’ve heard my name . Alessio ivansh

ng in front of me, speechless , as my bo

d into his unmoving , cold eyes. Oh

ing a bell

and my vision blurred . I f

myself before I

finitely r

dangerous men, but this man sitting in front of me wa

ause I was his biggest enemy. My family

bando

ies for so many decades . But the Ivanshov a

boss, who would kill me mercilessly

ly man, and now I was awaiting my fate in front

and tried to ca

ran from one. You

My body still shaking from silen

Ayla Blinov” I said slowl

o I could finally be myself. I wasn’t letti

I l

d hard and