MY HUSBAND IS THE MAFIA BOSS

MY HUSBAND IS THE MAFIA BOSS

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., déc. 23, 2018
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Melanie Martinez
I'm Tessa Martinez I'm Mexican and I know Spanish but I don't really have friends I dress all nerdy but I'm actually rich but never show it but one day my best friend encourage me to act rich for once I did it I'm in collage and everyone tried talking to me but I ignore them and walk with my bestie. I'm Matteo Moretti and I'm Italian and I'm the most dangerous gang leader of the whole world and I'm a billionaire and I own most cities and states but that doesn't matter I'm really not into "LOVE" because I don't believe in it but I want this girl her name is Tessa and I'm going to get her...... (READ TO FIND OUT MORE)
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"I'd stop looking at him if I was you Tesoro" Matteo growls, stepping in front of me, successfully blocking my view of the male. "I'm a jealous man. I don't share what is mine!" He pulls me into his body, one arm wrapping around my lower back while the other grabs my chin making me look up at his stunningly serious face. "We don't like to share!" Enzo whispers in my ear, coming up behind me on the left, his body heat setting me on fire. "I. Am. Not. Yours!" I shout, my temper spiking at their close proximity. I cannot think when they are this close. "Am I fuck getting on that plane!" A deep chuckling laugh comes from my right, squashing my body between the three of them, caging me in. My breath hitches in my throat, as Angelo fists my hair, tipping my head back slightly so that I can see the smirk that is on his face. "Bellezza... What makes you think you have a choice?" -------- If I had known what walking into the bank that cold Tuesday morning would have done to my life, I probably would have stayed in bed. If I had known that I was going to be kidnapped by not just one man but three, claiming me to be their 'mate' I would have ran screaming. If I had known the life that I was walking into was definitely not going to be mondain and boring like my old one, I probably would have still tried to stay away. But instead I have been stolen away from my home, everyone that I know and love and being forced to go on the run with these three monsters.

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