A girl cant be a mobster

A girl cant be a mobster

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What happens when your whole family is a mobster family and your the most wanted in America? Would you give up on your family and turn yourself in to the cops for a boy? Or would you keep on going with you mob and never see your love of your life ever again? This is the BAMBINOS FAMILY you mess with one you mess with all of us we are a team and we stand united...... Read for you. Can know what happens
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They say opposites attract. Maybe that's true-but sometimes, attraction feels more like a trap than a blessing. Years ago, a deal was struck between two powerful families in Paris. A bargain meant to shape the future-one sealed with the lives of their grandchildren. A deal no one can escape, not even fate itself. She was an artist, sheltered and untouchable, raised on the blurred edges of forgotten memories. An orphan whose past had been buried in shadows. He was her childhood best friend, torn apart from her by forces neither could control. But obsession never dies. Loss only sharpens it. And now, her past is knocking at her door-dressed in tailored suits, bloodstained loyalty, and a promise he intends to keep. "I could not fathom the feeling when I first saw you again. It was sharp-like glass lodged beneath my skin. Back then, I didn't understand it. But later, much later, I came to know it for what it was. Love. I fell for you as a boy. I fell again when you stepped into my office, unknowing, fragile, still painted in the light you didn't deserve. And I fell hardest when you became mine. Do not mistake me for a good man. I was never that. But even monsters love-and for you, my love was absolute. Obsession dressed as devotion. Devotion dressed as ruin."

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