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my chilling calm. But before he could formulate a

our dock routes. You planned to marry me, and then have this viper slip arsenic into my food, day after day, until I choke

. Beside him, Elena gasped, her eyes wide wit

The air in the room turned lethal. This was no l

s streaming down her face. "Uncle Marco, please! I love him! My father bled his la

ther's loyalty was an honor, and you dare use it to barter f

the hallway. The splintered doorframe was shoved aside as Sean Brenna

urderous glare-Sean didn't hesitate. He lunged forward and drove

erate to stop the bleeding of this alliance. "Marco, I apologize. She is nothing but a cheap whore who

desperate defiance. "I love her! I won't marry anyone else!" He lifted his chin, playing his final, sui

was deafening. A bastard

through the small room. "You idiot! You think this is just a wedding? The Old Man is watching us! Constantine Gallo is waiting for us to make a mi

Brennan turned her desperate eyes to me. She reached out, try

ry him. You will be the official wife, the Mafia Queen. He

ust. "The husband of Isabella Falcone sh

s mask of warmth vanished, replaced by a cornered, vicious g

and fear. "This union was blessed by Don Gallo himself! Canceling it now is a direct

s a death sentence. But I had seen the future, and I would rather walk into the fires of hell than marry