BOUND TO HELL'S MAFIA KING

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difficult, aren't you?" he s

pit back, my voic

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a cold calcu

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who steps forward and sho

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teps clo

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his gaze, and I can feel the weigh

you that," he says, squatting down

an be a weakness if

him, my h

now a damn th

d was replaced by

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er, which is admirable. But loyalty

me?" I demand, my voice

rol, trying to understan

ned, and he stands

venge" he s

ve

from my family! " He roared, and I couldn't

, my heart sink

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head slightly

why you have to p

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, and for a moment, I t

men, and the man steps forwar

, the blade was shin

tle mouth of yours, Angel." Morano

knife grabs my

ay, but his grip

orearm, just enough for me to fee

, panic risin

please don't punish me for it!" I p

arm, the sharp edge sliced

I couldn't hold back the scre

the cut, and the ma

t a taste" he

ion me. You only speak when

on swimming from the pain,

," I manage to say even tho

n't cont

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ys, turning to the

er some

clearly eager

nd I could feel a fresh

e monsters, and I know what is comi

fe, and I brace m

n, he presses the blade agains

s breath hot and fo

face?" he whispers, his voice d

t leaves a scar. You wi

to give him the satisfac

ng for my skin not to be c

nd I won't mak

ss through cl

if I

ckles

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face, as the knife sl

nable to ho

es of my scream throu

nd down to my face and d

s back, admi

he says with

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shak

embling from the p

he blood on my face, but I blink th

rd, his expression

get any worse," he s

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ugh the pain, my vo

trol me," I repeat,

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narrow, and

might act

ep breath, his co

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ply, and the man grins,

nking my head back,

e, but it

rong, and I

against my neck, and for a

s how i

trance of the warehouse, and the man f

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