Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance

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Her eyes were in a vortex. Everything that she imagined about him was going on right before her. She h

reply to Anthony. She did not want to make

ready to hold if she was

" Mr Cold asked

aight. Seriously, am I not allo

orted, his eyes rolling dramatically. "But,

What if you're straight out of a thriller movie, lurking in black, or worse, a cultist who gets off on...you know, sinister st

tarted showing up when you did. This club scene isn't my vibe. I am here for you." He was too soft to her

joke. But Celeste was too tired to probe the matter further. Her eyelids drooped, an

y agreed and clear

occupied a seat beside her. "Are you going to sleep here till the end of the un

rs looking around. "Oh wait, where are

ated super soft plush seats and wood paneling. Your Romeo Mr Cold sent you ho

river called for their atte

rtable laugh. Opening the car door, Celeste clambered out, swaying he

to see you...your erudite and special client." Stirred and conflicted thoughts ruled Celeste's mind. Despite

morrow or poke his nose like today as if she was

ice soothingly melodic. Clad in a charcoal suit with a crisp white shirt and shiny

m gives her 1000$. "I count my hours in

them who stood radiating a deathly stare at her. "I have been here every night since the last fifteen days expecting just ten mi

o when she talks to other men? It was a novel realization she was having which got her butterflies of pridefulness at the same time cold c

r eyes were not delusional. "Your father stole from me and you think I'm going to keep my lip

you talking about?" Celeste

was a tease in his tone before he took just a step f

f adrenaline pumped up and her face. His touch bra

care of this scum." Dave piped in

territory and my girl and I don't like sharing what is mine with others." That was a menacing growl coming out of Anthony which brought wild tremors at the bac

as a sheet of paper. 'To what sort of an an