The Greater Bond
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A Mafia story
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She was a pawn in the world of power lusting men. Yet she was determined not to be just that. She had ambitions too, a vision of having everyone's head bowed down before her. So she set her sight on the most dangerous man. He was always two steps ahead of everyone, and with him, she knew she wouldn't be just a powerless pawn, she would be his respected Queen. It was only a matter of luring him right into her strings.
He saw pass through her golden exterior and had a glimpse on her sharpness and manipulation. He saw the darkness she hid, he saw the vanity behind her polite smiles and he loved that.
She was lethal, she was his Donna.
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