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THE CAMORRA

Chapter 97

ASH

"The woman in question. . . is my wife."

Immediately I say those damming words, I release her hands and step back. I can't look at her, I just fucking can't. I can't change this already awkward situation I've gotten myself into but I know how this must sound to her.

Bad.

Very bad.

It's like rubbing salt into an injury and hoping it'll get better.

Not fucking going to happen.

I claw a hand through my hair as I begin to pace. "You don't understand," I say more to myself than to her, as if by saying that will magically make things alright. "I didn't have a choice, I had to marry her."

Fuck it, I sound like a damn pussy.

I hear a choking noise and when I brave a glance at her, one of her hands is at her throat. She looks like she can't breathe. I take two steps toward her, but she holds up a hand in the air and I freeze in my tracks.

Fucking dummy.

Of course, she doesn't want me anywhere near her
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