Mafia love

Mafia love

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Imagine this? Waking up one day and find your marrying into the mafia. What do you do? Love it? Hate it? Fight it? Or suffer?
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I love his arms around me. They make me feel safe and loved. That is, until I see what he does with his hands and then I run for it. I left him in the dead of night, cut all contact with him. But I know he's out there, looking for me. Pov: Logan I chase her through halls of the mansion, as she wears a bed sheet. She laughs, as I chase her. I love the way she laughs, it does things to me. Catching her, she smiles up at me. "Do you love me?" "What sort of question is that?" I ask her, before kissing her and showing her how much, I truly love her. I thought we were happy, but that changed, when she seen me do the one thing, I promised I would never do in front of her eyes. I killed a man, with the hands that have touched her. But now, she runs from me and I don't blame her. But my little mouse, will come back home. To me.

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