The Mafia's Married Mistress

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alone in the suite, sheets tangled around my waist. I stared after her,

ng little to soothe my churning thoughts. What could have possibly been so wr

ight train. Of course - she must be married. The guilt and shame of her actions ha

like that and then just disappear? I was no stranger to one-nig

ite, determined to track her down. I wouldn't let her get away wi

gh the crowded sidewalks, my eyes scanning the faces of the passersby

e of her. There, hurrying down the sidewalk with her head down, was the unmistakable f

hear me or chose to ignore me. She kept mov

the crowd. I couldn't let her slip away, not after what she'd done.

nd whirling her around to face me. "Going somew

her bottom lip trembling. "Please, just let

tightening my grip on her arm. "You

eld firm. "There's nothing to tal

mination. "You think you can just use me an

efused to back down. This woman had made a fool o

"My husband...he can't

closer. "Well then, I guess you'd better start talking," I murmured.

route. But I held firm, my grip on her arm unyielding. I c

y voice low and menacing. "Every detail, every sec

egan to stare, curious about the commotion. I didn't

owards a nearby alleyway. It was secluded,

p like a vice. We walked in silence, the only so

I stopped and turned her to face me. "

trembling. "I...I didn't mean

out? You think you've only hurt someone? You've made a fool of me, Sarah. You've u

were using me too," she spat. "You were just looking for a good

lecture me about feelings?" I sneered. "You're the one who's married, w

es dropping again. "I didn

You didn't mean to fall into bed with a

her eyes, but I didn't c

my voice cold. "Tell me about the man

flash of anger in her eyes. "He's

see, I've decided to take an interest in your life, Sarah. I've decided t

eyes, and I knew I had he

," she whispered,

with confidence. "I can do anything I want,

d the gravity of her situation. She was trapped, caught in a w

d, her voice cracking. "Just

smile. "We'll see about that,"