¿La Mafia o Ella?

¿La Mafia o Ella?

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Del libro ENAMORADA DE UN TRATA DE BLANCAS, llega; ¿La Mafia o Ella? Después de unos duros meses lejos de ella, ya era hora de volver. La necesitaba de la misma manera en el que un panal necesita la miel. Tomar la decisión de alejarme de ella un tiempo fue difícil; ella quería ir conmigo pero no podía permitirme a mi mismo a llevarla a un lugar tan aterrador como al que iba, ella merece una vida de reina. Simplemente no merezco a Cielo, pero la amo, la amo más de lo que pensé. Ni siquiera sabía que era capaz de amar de esta manera. El FBI descubrió mi prostíbulo y tuve que desaparecer un tiempo. Ellos no se iban a detener hasta encontrarme; primero la muerte antes de ir a la cárcel, antes de que me encierren como animal. Alacran ha vuelto más fuerte que nunca.
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**Currently Editing to make perfect** I held the gun up, pointing at the guy kneeling in front of me. He locked eyes on me, his face bloody from where Ansel was able to get a couple swings in. "You don't have it in you." The guy in front of me hissed. "Baby." Ansel said behind me, "You don't have to do this." "Shut up. " I yelled at them both. I moved my finger to the trigger, ready to pull it. "Princess." Ansel said, trying to draw my attention to him. "You don't have it in you, bitch."the guy laughed spitting blood from his mouth. "Shut up." Ansel said towards the guy. He was standing next to me. "Baby." He said softly. "Please give me the gun. You don't want to do this." "Listen to your boss." The guy hissed. Boom. I felt a warm splash on me. Ansel locked eyes on mine searching for something anything. "Fuck. " I heard someone swear but I couldnt break my eyes from Ansel. He drew me towards him placing his busted up bloodied lips on mine. The gun was taken from my hand and Ansel pulled away. short mafia story. FYI- Talks of Suicide in almost every chapter. Rape does happen in this book and so does Suicide and muder.

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