Unwanted Ties

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"Are you following me?" He questioned with an accusatory tone. "Not a great first impression we're having, are we Caputto? Or should I say, Mrs. Morozov?"

He spat the last part out like venom.

I could've killed him right there. My fingers twitched against my thigh, lightly brushing the top of my pistol.

If I did, the bloodshed would never stop.

No, it ends here.

Taking a deep breath, I planted a smile on my face and approached the man destined to be my future husband.

"I look forward to becoming your wife, Mr. Morozov." I said while placing a gentle hand on his chest. I could feel him stiffen under my touch.

Trust me, I'd much rather be touching a dead body than an inch of you.

Examining his expression, I saw anger, suspicion, and confusion. He was wondering why I'm so close. I'll show him why.

Then, I stood on my toes and planted the tiniest of kisses on his lips before moving around him towards the ladies room.

When the two most powerful gangs in the world are searching for a way to stop the war that's been occurring between them for almost 60 years now, they find common ground in the two young heirs. Thus, a wedding was planned.

"This marriage is business; nothing more. But at the end of the day, you still belong to me."

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