Yes Mr Costello.

Yes Mr Costello.

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After the death of her mother, Kamari's life took a very huge U-turn, things did not go nicely at all and during that period had father- Leader of the Spanish mafia had signed a contract with the former leader of the Italian mafia. Fast forward four years later, Vittore Costello is now the leader of the Italian mafia and it is now time for the contract to play itself out. The two adults are forced to an arranged marriage which they both do not want but can't do anything about. Staying alone in the same house and breathing the same air is not helping the situation at all as they try to not fall for each other, but.... Will it work?? Will they go through the lies, fights, envy, resentment and lust all in the name of their arranged marriage or love??. Because either ways they are still stuck at the hips. ....... "Don't struggle with me next time. When I hold you, you stay put. And what made you think I'm hungry?" "Perra" "Kamari" he gave me a look. "I said I wanted to feed you. What's wrong in wanting to make breakfast for my husband and feed it to him in bed" I said acting innocent. I am though. I made him smile. He tried to hide it but I saw it. Ha He dragged me closer to him setting me on his laps. "Okay principessa your husband would not like for his wife to not be in bed with him when he is up, more than he would not like to be fed in bed. He would not even be pissed about the latter at all. After all he wants to take care of his wife too." "Okay daddy" I said blushing. "Good, now lay back we're going back to sleep. It's only 6 am" ..... 'I won't ever let anyone get close to you, rather than thinking of harming you. Those Russians will fucking suffer. I'm so sorry '
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