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CHAPTER 7: EMMA

Dickhead.

Look at him, all smug and confident-filled, looking as expression-less as ever, fuck him.

He’s not looking like someone who had me confined to this big house like I’m some sort of prisoner, when my only crime is marrying a Caruso for money I urgently need.

I hate how he still manages to look so fine when I’m writhing with anger and confusion from my insides out. I can barely contain my frustration and he’s here…teasing me.

The least he could do is be ugly, at least my hatred couldn’t be confused as lust at times, but the cherry on top of the cake, is, he is not.

He’s freakishly handsome, dark hair, and the most manly man I’ve ever set eyes on. He possesses the true charisma of an Italian man, plus the ego, and now this 6 foot 4 man is towering over me, I can’t handle this.

“We need to talk.” I say and turn away from him to catch my breath. I sit on the sofa and rub my forehead. I have to find the most calm way to ask my questions.

Why is your family entangled with my missing
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Oh is that the ice queen herself?
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