Loose Ends

Loose Ends

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Luca Russo. The Italian mafia boss, aged at only 21. His parents needed him to get married for the name of the business. He hated the idea. Luca was a murderer, trained since he could walk. He wasn't soft at the heart and had only ever shown interest in girls for their body, using them as one night stands and then killing them. Gracyn Slaine. 19, hardly out of high school. She lives in New York, her dad had just lost a bunch of money in a business deal and his business and entire empire was crashing. So he called up an old friend who he knew needed his son married. Antonio Russo, the past Russo Mafia boss. He struck a deal with Russo and sold Gracyn to marry Luca for 1.2 billion.
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