Mr. Mafia's Perfect Bride

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wedded couple. If we were going to sell our points, w

ome,

ubbles. From my window, I admired

nd house made of marbled walls and gla

on,

he car as he used the other door

for my hand, as he extended his.

and power it exuded. Thousand years old sculptures and portraits coated a f

e walked toward

ed out, with an elderly man taking

come

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do a proper introduction, but for now,

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n look, he advanced into the elevator. Thankf

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ief pulsed

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ed. Coc

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mattress, I remained

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him bitterly, and I hoped i

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hat thirty minutes

, I would hate to have Ry

t off this bulky weddin

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ft with the only option, ask Rylan fo

his door, I tapped

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me

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ve and come over

pened my eyes to take al

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icked the heavy g

eads of water on his shoulder, as they glided down his

night at the casino re

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was this man

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deep baritone living

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in, causing me to go rigid, shuttin

Ryl

e tip of his finger down m

lk of my gown and ran to the safety of my room

olding myself from going

twenty minut

sper-y

ess and headed into the bathroom. Every spot in his ho

n Rylan a

er soothe my skin. Done, I wrapped the b

ec

robe register

to the devil for help,

utes lat

ing that I was

my body, I dragged the hem of the towel down, h

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kson fix your wa

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d me his

I heaved a loud sigh, ou

that barely reached the middle of my thighs. The wedding gow

eet him, letting my wet

dmired me in his shirt, letting hi

at, cutting him o

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balcony, which was rare

artificial lake and nature

table, setting a delicious thre

ted with the appetizer, digging in

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eek honeymoon, you will s

sting on the

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tives would." He reprimanded. "Something

lowed a grape, alm

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his small towel, slipped a part of it in