Cold hands, Warm heart ; )

Cold hands, Warm heart ; )

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Marrying a mafia man was an experience. For one, the wedding venue was guarded like a high-security prison. "Love, there's a literal sniper on the roof," I whispered. He kissed my forehead. "And?" "And?! Normal weddings don't have snipers!" He smirked. "You married me, not 'normal.'" Fair point.
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MINE

"Get off of me!" I said to the tall man stood next to me. " Sir what should we do with her?" Suddenly a tall figure towered over me I wouldn't admit it but If I wasn't being held against my will in the middle of the street I would of found him attractive. "Get her in the car she's coming home with us" What!? No this isn't happening before I could think i elbowed the man stood holding my arm in the nose earning a groan of pain. While he was "distracted" I ran forward slapping the boss I assume across the face. "You shouldn't have done that" the boss said and I instantly blacked out. Although before I blacked out I heard a distant "your mine now princess" Oh no.

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