It was simple.
He need a wife and I needed protection from a crazy stalker ex boyfriend.
Now there is no going back.
I'm his wife now and he is my husband
His Donna.
My Don.
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"I will burn this whole fucking city down if i have to," he decl...
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"What do you want to do?" Arensio says. It's been five days since my sister was admitted to the hospital. In those days I've been following Jason.
Studying him. Trying to see what kind of man beats down a woman and lives on.
He's acting like nothing happened. Like my sister was nothing.
"I want to kill him," I say.
"I get that. What I'm saying is, how you want to do this? If you want to just kill him and get it over with I have men to do that,"
"No. I want him to understand what he did have consequences. I want him to hurt as long as possible," I say still looking a Jason sitting down at a coffee shop.
"Okay then," he says the cranks up his car and drives away.
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"So I finally chose a color theme for the wedding, I'm thinking of red and white." I tell Angel.
She has been in a coma since she's been admitted in the hospital. They still have the bandages wrapped around her face but not as much. The doctors said we should talk to her while she's like this.
"And the bridesmaids dresses are going to be gorgeous,"Ella said.
"Of course you have final say," Kristen adds.
A knock outside the door stops our conversation. "Come in," I call out.
The door opens slightly and Lorenzo head pops in. The door opens wider and reveal the biggest bouquet of flowers.
He comes in fully with Arensio and the rest of his family. Lorenzo places the flowers on the stand.
His eyes never leaving her.
Lorenzo puts his hand out and gently brush over her bandage cover cheeks.
"Valencia," arensio whispers which draws my attention away from the moment.
We both step outside the room. "We have him," he says.
