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Married of to a Mafia

Married of to a Mafia

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My whole life was plan for the moment I was born to the point where I have reach a wedding alter to a man name "Wolf Spain" I was I agreement among both Mafia men my dad and his dad and I was a boned to history making. "My name is Spring beauty I'm a boy who actually look like a girl and my mom and Dada couldn't be any happier seen that they have five masculine boy and I was the one destine to be a girl.... To better describe how I look, I'm a splitting image of Pocahontas without Brest I have a huge ass and I'm actually 5 feet flat". And there I was signing away my life a the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Wolf thought it say so graceful listening to my dad and his dad talking about our future "I think I'm in love"
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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