Pink Allure | 18+
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"𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐?"
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⚠️sᴛɪʟʟ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪɴɢ⚠️
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Haunted by the night my mother and I were torn from our lives in Mexico City and locked away under the rule of the Galletti, I've hated the very sound of their name ever since.
Trapped in a gilded cage, bound by a promise I never wanted to make, I've sworn off any interaction with the Galletti. Luckily, in a mansion this enormous-one they hardly ever step foot in-avoiding them shouldn't be too difficult.
Or so I thought.
That changed quickly when I unexpectedly crossed paths with not only the reigning Don, but also his uncouth (and, let's be real, far-from-stunning) son-who happens to be the soon-to-be Don.
This. Is. The. Absolute. Worst. Things literally could not get any worse for me.
"Miss me, Princesa?"
Yep. He managed to make it worse.
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