The Mafia’s heir’s bride
Hikky writesitalian mafia don
She turned away, whispering, "I can't forgive you yet."
Luca's jaw tightened, but there was something like pain flickering behind his control. "Then I'll earn it," he said finally. "Even if it takes my last breath."
And as quickly as he appeared, Luca walked away leaving a trail of stunned silence behind him.
Alessia stood frozen, her body still trembling, her soul burning with confusion, longing, and disbelief.
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Meanwhile, miles away...
Daisy's apartment smelled of vanilla candles and distrust.
She stood by the window, her arms folded, her heart racing as Romeo placed a bouquet of white lilies on her coffee table.
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