BETRAYED BY THE MAFIA DON
p
ering why someo
uting i
st
dy on me, as I blinked and managed to finally peer, I saw
it up, realizing,, belatedly i
breasts, I tried to keep my eyes open as
owly. The shaved head, the goatee, and above all, the dar
Cummi
's f
turned up like a bad penny one day, with her m
met the black eyes, with a
ed, looking around in bewilderm
than I had ever seen him before. With him was his sister Bree, the thick-set woman with eyes like Gaston. But there the resem
appealing to him to understand, to help me. My mouth taste
rough my cracked lips. But the expre
*
rself on me., pulling my hair,
y out of the fog around my brain, I managed to curl into
looked around, my eyes streaming, trying to call Gaston to help me. Bu
g down on my back, my face, the stinging sla
oing to help me,
as I clutched the sheet over my poor bruised body, trying to hide my nakedness. My head wobbled like
n St Claire, my husband and I shr
rified one, he snarled, in a lower
aking behind my back, spreading your legs an
us, trying to plead, the shock
ten there, to that seedy looking room, how I had ended
er
could only manage a croak. I could taste blood,
ome increasingly outraged by m
such immense force, that I fell to the ground in a heap, tasting blood
king me to my feet, his fis
ved you,
eaming. I cupped my hands together before me, begging him to understand, but that only enra
me down in revulsion, and I hit my shoulder on the
ce, and I saw her approaching, preparing to kick me, raising
d wh*re, how dare you cheat on MY BIG BR
I cringed
no,
protect myself as I lay on
et gently, wrapping me in a sheet, hiding my nakedness. I buried
." I sobbed softly, my eyes pl
ing with hate as he raised his head and pinned
e, protectively, facing Gast
sband's shoulder as she sob
on you and stole my fiancé, the promiscuous,
g at him beseechingly,
.please..." I whispered, and he
big body shuddering in reaction as he lower
th us," Piers a
r smoky grey-blue eyes na
other, I would rip that wh*re's hair ou
eyes on me, lethal and condemning. I felt the world give way just as
is has to be a bad dream