My Arranged Love

My Arranged Love

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"Stay with me........please?" He has never said please in his life, I can tell. I can't believe it, The Luca Romano just said please. I nod my head in complete shock as to what he asked. He lifted the sheet for me so I can slip in bed with him, as soon as I got in, he adjusted the sheets over me by me waist.When he was done tucking me in he gave a quick kiss on my forehead before wrapping his arms around my waist and wrapped his leg around my leg, making him practically on top of me. He was really heavy but I didn't mind because I enjoyed how close we are right now. As soon as I go in to a sleeping state I hear a soothing whisper in my ear, "I love you" WARNINGS 🔞 - Violence -Sex - Arranged marriage -Abuse - Kidnapping
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one unexpected night I saw him. My ex. He was here and he was after me again, I can't get away from him. that was until I met Ash. the Italian mafia leader. The most dangerous man in the world, or so I thought. even though he appears to be scary and harsh he isn't. ----------------------------- Preview: He sits on the kitchen counter hunched and holding his lower stomach, I step in front of him. "Can you take your shirt off?" I ask softly, he looks up at me with the same cold glare, but this time it had an emotion i couldn't read "please? I need to clean that." I said pointing at his stomach. He sighed and pulled off his shirt with a low husky groan. I let my eyes rake over his body watching as his arm muscles flex and his skin is toned. he clears his throat, I feel heat rise to my cheeks as I realize I was staring. "clean it then." He demands, but it was oddly soft. I nodded and dabbed at his wound he hissed and pain lowing his head to rest it in the crook of my neck. His breath shoots goose bumps all over my skin.

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