Debt To The Mafia: Book 2: Mafia Wars
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s. "I gues
a lesson she'll never f
t until I can put our little Sawyer in her plac
thought it was a brilliant concept, so we ran it by Christiano by the scrunch of his face and his creased brows. We both thought he would never agree. Then the evilest of grins slid across his face.
n't tolerate it or take it likely. I
ist
e will appreciate me jumping her though I should. I close the door behind me and she
I going
e for as long as I wish her to be in my company. I know my parents won't be too pleased to know I've broken yet another door. Oh well, they have enough money they don't even know what to do with it. We're supposed to have around the clock security and cooking staff,
eep with m
r as she lets it sink in what I've just
rming my way. "I'm not slee
arm and squeezed it. She looks at me thr
y room. I don't care
ke her see that she's safer here with me than out there in a room with no door and with predators like my brothers are. Th
's
e, Sawyer. Yours safer
ake my
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do no su
ing in the sam
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ng her wrist away, turnin
I grabbed her and threw her into the bed. I followed, trapping her wrists in
o one!" She sa
es to fight with me and push me away, but she is t
ams and struggles, but in the end her efforts are a failure, and she slumps, giving up as I kiss her neck with one
it is. I just want to devour them and please her one day. I will, and she'll enjoy it, but until then my d
that I should really stop
nderstood
no
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derst
derstan
erstan
hat's better now, le
ay
ts and lay beside her. She turned to her side. And I scooted closer to her, wrapping my arms around her
ng Sawyer sleeping in my bed. I've slept better, more peaceful
r." Marco greets wit
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d you do to Sawye
o I kicked it in and to
ing to be
ssed at what we do. Especially me, the less fa
ed. "Wha
r, if she's no
rin
dirty
til the door
et i
tention of her going
appened to S
d. "I ha
t long paid for a new door in this pl
another to pay for p. F
her room? Or is she w
d a little chat and hopefully fro
s, or dad will want her gone
g him get one over on me this time.
ur
d. "She'
hris, we
ed, and she will only ever
growl in frustration. They can play with her
nders
yer, and we can all eat t