"Kill me," she rasped, her voice hoarse. It confused me. She wanted this. She wanted me. Didn't she?
What an actress she is. My laugh was bitter. I released my hold from her neck taking a step back. She slumped on the ground gasping.
I levelled her eyes. Grabbing her chin harshly I made her look at me.
"Killing you will be easy. I will torture you, annihilate you, but I won't kill you. After all, as my legal wife I need to fuck you."
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Dominic My wife to be is a bastard. Italian mafia's bastard. Liliana de Luca. She might act innocent in front of her Papa, but beware, she is not. She is as filthy as a treacherous leech. I'll marry her. And then I'll break her, for she broke what's mine.
Liliana I'm the bastard child. The moment I stepped into this house I knew what my role would be. Marry anyone Papa says. I don't have a choice then marrying him. Dominic Marcello. The one who loathes me and is hell bound to break me. But little did he know one cannot break something that's already broken.
There's no goal I write because I want to. I love the way the characters speak to me, allowing me to show a different world I wasn't aware of.
Besides, what's better than having a book boyfriend? I mean, sure you have fun enough right?
It's better to be delulu in this so solulu world coz that's my trululu ☺
I hope you'll support me and engage with me on this journey.
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