𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑| ✍

"You must be really stupid," I said with giggle. "You're way in over your head if you think I'm going to call you my husband. Your ego is starting to get a little bit too big."

He took a step closer, completely overshadowing me. "And you must have forgotten who the fuck I am, my love. You better loose that attitude, because here in my mafia..." He grinned. "You are nothing before me, nobody is. I hope you understand that."

I smirked as I reached for he's shoulders, rubbing then in small circles "It's seems to me that you are losing your memory, Mr Serraino. I hope you remember who made you so powerful. Do I need to remind you? It was me. I hope I made that clear."

He gave a deep chuckle. "Oh really, Mrs Serraino? Ok fine, but let me also remind you of something..." He gave me a wide smile. "You need me more than I need you."

I raised a brow. "Yeah, but here's the thing..." I slowly pushed him onto the bed. "I can just simply take all your power away from you."

He scoffed. ''The only way that will happen is if you die."

I slowly reached down to my nightstand, quickly glancing back to him only to see him watching my every move. "I've lost everything. My father, my mother and my mafia which is now in the hands of the man I'm forced to share a life with." I opened the drawer and pulled out my gun, aiming it to my head. "If killing myself means that my mafia will be out of your clutches, than so be it. I've got nothing to lose."

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