The Mafia Don's Sweet Temptation

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and I tried to make my limbs move, my eyelids open, but it was much too difficult. My mind wavered betwee

it echoed all around my head. Time was non-ex

so much, like I'd just

as tha

n't remember for the life of me

don't like bein

iar deep male voice hit m

sat up on the bed, trying to get my limbs t

t met me was

ight would stream in to my left, were it daytime. But it was night, and the vibes became even more eerie when I no

wasn't back in my apartment, or in my b

up. Look at me," he ordered,

in them. Unfortunately for me, he was dead

ng I noticed and I let o

came in with his men gun

y head, memories I had thought

aces. Still wearing an expensive evening gown which I had to rent, I went to my boss Ludovic's office to collect m

ew opportunities in life, and when I couldn't get a call back from the numerou

udovic's door that night

iege as screams and gunshots filled th

to reality as the firmness of the hand didn't leave me alone. I was le

y patience," he hissed and I swallowed, trying to find

my mouth, I felt his

d I shook my head in response. "Let's just say I'm one of t

of Lorenzo or the Gallieni Mafia in this part of the world. This city was HIS, and he was the

h someone like me? I was nothing,

c's been owing me quite a sum. Five hundred thousand dollars, to be exact. And he has f

one to take prisoners. What did my stupid boss' debts h

as my voice broke. "Please, I don't know a

he sentence. His hands were still so gentle, yet

g want to clear his debts. So I have chosen. And

o

rolled down my cheeks. I

ing to his feet. Then, without warning, he tossed something at m

etti straps and lace trim, it's silky

red. Only then did I f

I can't be involved. I'm not th

ic is

s voice. The pit at the bottom of my stomach

t end up the same way, doll. G

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