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play games with me old man. What

aughter. So techn

he felt rage brew

ay to see her. You can put her on your exc

nt before his head was slammed into the t

sper. "Your daughter but you want to sell her off as a sex slave? You are

oss, i

to pay off your debt with interest," Juan hissed in his ears.

Diego whispe

ut!" Comma

an of beer and scurri

nter where the girl stood with the bartender. He pul

you anything?" Th

I." He leaned forward on the counter. "Wh

he had slammed her stepfather's head on the table. She wondered what his reacti

" Juan did not want to tell her he was the r

andez, whispered to Arya. "For your

ya whispe

and then smiled at her. "Let's

tied the apron from her waist a

our name

Italian was different from every other person

e not I

is American, my f

to ask her, or what else to say. He was not usually tongue

ce name." She

ngelic, like a sweet

ou," Juan smiled, m

ble with the attention he gave her. She could feel the piercing gazes of several women. Their s

for a response

fast, yo

oman she had ever set her eyes on. She was sure the woman would h

k hair was in a sleek bob. She had wide do

may I h

are doing? Attempting

quite terrified of the woman. "

e," Juan rolled his eyes. "I did

tting name, though

of disgust on her face. "Why would yo

e," Juan said i

uan. "Get us drinks," she smoked tightl

e having a

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ld harvest his organs and sell it for a high price. Even if his organs were

y tried to record conversations the Mafia Lord had with one of his men whenever he was around them, just so he could sell i

t how he was to raise the money. Juan had rejected his of

den. So why had the man been angry for wanting to sell her? Juan could easily make much mon

ough his gallery. After sending a picture to a man

I'm not interested in whatever deal or shady offer your have to ma

l want," Diego grinned. "Why don't you