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v

be seen. My parents left an hour ago. Mom didn't want to leave me alone, but I didn't

I heard a familiar masculine voice

at that man. "And I don't deserve

Ava. You didn't deserve it." His green eyes were s

to marry me. I'm happy you lost that stupid auction. I'm happy that you didn't give money to my

gamot cologne. I buried my face in his chest, feeling his

ded you," I said. "Take me somewhere." I looked

ingly. "Let's go to you

he turned twenty, his father gifted it to him and a year later he tran

mile tugged at his lips. "

y favorite food.

"Mrs. Francis." I turned around to see a man. He w

said with

er, and I've come here to pi

e comes here to take her on his own!" He snapped at him and dragged me towards his black Audi. "He's so full of himsel

a red brick building. Slow Walker was written in bold letters above it. "What would people think

it up for you?" Beck a

't suit you." I giggled.

or for me, and I

n he turned to me, checking me up and down before

robably was wondering why I was in a

yes was on me. They watched me as if they had never seen a girl in a white gown before. Slow Walker was famous in midtown, so it was obvious that

re you go." Beck a

't wait to taste it." I quickly snatched the t

ently which made me blush. "You l

mumbling. "I'll mi

you're going to miss or anything

vian, Harley, and Kiara." I took another huge

see Vivian at

t. Shit! I should not ha

ow about th

tiest taco I could t

ow about yo

the plate, avoiding l

ed into this marriage?" Thi

wing down the food I had eaten. "He

od's sake, he is your brother. He

my lip, couldn't believe I had a husband who just left me for another woman. "You won't tell

va

nd in warning. "A

htened as h

nd or not?" I a

a fucking friend to me." He gritted h

y brother is an infamous mafia and if he finds out, he won't leave a single person involved in thi

ough his hair. "And is she happy? Y

didn't want to listen to my mo

, defeate

ly we heard a man speaking b

! Come to our world, Mrs. Ava Francis.' When his dark and terrifying eyes met mine, a shiver ran do

ke he owned me. "And who do you think ask

wn my body, making me feel sick. "You'll know, baby," he w

" Beck stood up and pr

s deep, smoky, and rough voice hit me deep in my tummy, making me feel like a flutt

tood up when his eyes met mine. Those beautiful eyes I still remember. Nine years ago, he used to wear thick glasses, hiding all his go

She was gorgeous, with big brown eyes graced with thick eyelashe

ain." A redhead boy chir

is go

side. My husband and his girlfriend are across from me and the redhea

, Dave. I expect y

Dave told him without looking away from me. I fe

e, Rowan," the redhead g

g how your lips taste after eating these delicious tacos." His eyes fell on my lips and I could feel my throat

throat when he ben

pushing him away. "Get the

ood up from the chair and grabbed the same chair and slammed

ed Beck's property. I turned my head to Beck, who barbed his teeth as

ing for a signal over there." He pointed out. I glanced through the

is?" I glared at Dave

my gaze. "He took you here without my permission

ave, but before he could hit him. Tim grabbed hi

said calmly with his eyes on me. "Don't

ything to the floor. The sound of shattered glasses and bottles echoed in the room. I jolted back, gaping at him in shock. I h

the

s father's last gift and dream before his death. I couldn't

ozen at his place. His face wa

il they complete my order," Dave said with amuseme

him by the collar. "How dare you?!" I whispered angri

pushed me away, and I stumbled to my feet. "Ok, let me show you...your fucking p

eeth and cle

and pulled out a black strap. My eyes wid

ead. "No." I read the words

"My pet. My wife." He sneere

t horrible version, Mrs. Francis." He whispered in my ear and quickly pulled himse

ll on the floor and tears ran down

I hear

eeting his painful

"Don't say sorry." He kissed my

ave with my husband. I was scared. I didn't know what he had planned for me i

d up at him. But his eyes were on Beck as if he wanted to kill him.

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