The Mafia Wants Me
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"No" I said
"What?" He said, glaring at me.
"No" I repeated, narrowing my eyes at him.
"Well, my dear"He said, roughly pushing me up against a wall
He leaned in slowly and put his mouth next to my ear
"I am afraid you don't have a choice in this matter.
'Shit'
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