Bound by Betrayal (The Mafia Captive Bride)
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hearts of anyone who hears it. He's not just ruthless, brutal,
ses no conscience for those with conscience will not do what he does....... Well, tha
splattered in all directions, stainin
a chilling silence filled the air. The moonlight cast an eerie glow o
dst my men, my eyes gleaming with a m
through my veins as I released the lifeless bodies,
y pocket and meticulously wiped the blood from the gle
ightly, I rid my palms
would not be forgiven," I muttered to myself, a chilling reminde
ndkerchief landed upon the three dead bodies lying motionles
pise, but they are so tempting to ignor
eaving a web of deceit, and betrayed our formidable mob, pilfering
e, Damien Albrecht, and now they shall fa
out to them but like they always say....... Even
pulling the shame off his face and restoring his dignity by acting like the supposed fiancee as the man in the picture by getting married to his daughter. So
ption on the news I extended a helping hand knowing fully well that it was a b
t I always get whatever I w
his but I guess the main thing is that it is now under m
ate the business," Eros drop
mile making it to my par
," Pasito said one of my oth
ckled dryly, "Is
round to look at them, we were sta
. Using the corner of my eyes I motioned to three of my men to drag the dead bodies
ted, so we're all goin
, and Pasito were scared of me even though I laughed and appeared lenient with them but I expected them
make my busines
side. They both followed shortly. Immed
against the wall of that place which was inunda
were filled up with liquor before they we
audience by undressing to the music and swaying their hips rhythmica
dancing to maintain the vibe here, I looked a
ductively just to please those hungry eyes of those men ogling at their bodies
esence was enough to monopolize and v
dom girl here, I wanted to look away when suddenly a lady in brunette
d and chuckled beside me. I eyed him, if it was
Graham," I reminded him of the
ried," Pasito said trying to fight back th
to instantly disappear. "Where is Kenzo?"
a bar where an old man, though not that old around his earl
nd pulled out a chair, and s
and tried to hug me but instantly dragged hi
his liquor and shrugged his shoulders, "You're
ith liquor. His smile instantly vanished, and fear flashed in his ey
a dangerous grin to settle on my well perfect chiseled face, making me