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030: "Is That Skepticism I Detect In Your Tone, Anastasia?"
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- Ruined By The Mafia Author Note
- Ruined By The Mafia 101: "Vincenzo Missed His Father, And I Missed My Daddy."
- Ruined By The Mafia 100: "I Stuck Around To Attend Your Wedding; Now I Can't Leave Without Saying A Proper Congratulations, Can I?"
- Ruined By The Mafia 099: "Isabella, Your Little Sister Has Finally Found Us. I Told You, She Would."
- Ruined By The Mafia 098: "Can I Confirm Something First? Are You Mine Again?”
- Ruined By The Mafia 097: "Give Yourself A Chance To Be Happy And Get Out Of This Quagmire."
- Ruined By The Mafia 096: "Believe Me, Little Tiger, I'm Tired Of Playing This Game Just Like You."
- Ruined By The Mafia 095: "Checkmate."
- Ruined By The Mafia 094: "Perhaps It's Fate's Way Of Telling Us We Aren't Meant To Be, And You Should Accept It."
