Italian Beast

Italian Beast

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Ava was a native girl who ran into the wrong guy. She lived with her friend, and that started it all. Ava is about to run into the king of Italy. He is a monster who wants his queen and will do anything to have her. "Let me go," I said as I backed up against the wall. "You are mine," he growled. "I belong to no one," I said, making his eyes darken as his jaw clenched. "I swear if you keep saying that I will show you who you belong to, babe," he said darkly. "You wouldn't." "Try me," he said darkly as he pushed his body into mine. What did I get myself into?
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