COSA NOSTRA'S WIFE

"Come over here, gattina," I said, my voice low and firm.

She looked at me with uncertain eyes before slowly stepping closer.

"Whose woman are you, hmm?" I asked, gently caressing her jaw and pulse point. She swallowed before replying, "Yours."

"Correct. You're my woman, Eliana Killian Morani. You will not bow before anyone, whether it's for respect or not. Understood?"

I questioned, my tone serious, and she nodded in response. "Good, gattina."

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Eliana, a young woman scorned by her own blood, endured a lifetime of silent suffering.

Her mother, the one who brought her into the world, had become a source of deep-seated pain.

Behind Eliana's radiant smile and captivating ocean blue eyes, a tempest raged.

The weight of her unspoken anguish manifested in restless nights, a symphony of silent tears.

Now, she was bound to Killian, the ruthless heir to a formidable Mafia dynasty.

What will happen now? Come find out.

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Written by scarlettfics on wattpad.