Forced love: A billionaire Mafia enemies to lovers story

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, trying to push away that nagging feeling. Maybe I was just

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as soft at first, but then it c

f the night? We hardly had any

as I grabbed my hoodie and padded downstairs. Whe

rom the bar. The one

could react, Dad stumbled out of his room, his

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enough," the man said, h

e needle pierced my skin,

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