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We are expecting our eighth child...

Lucien

The Mafia Don had had enough. Roughly pushing away the woman who was trying to cling to him, he ignored her furious exclamation as he crossed to his wife who stood, her cheeks flaming, eyes glittering in humiliation, shoulders heaving with the effort of staying calm.

He knew she was too much of a lady to descend to the levels of a gutter snipe wh*re like Britney but he would not stand by and listen to anyone insult her.

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Facing Britney, his eyes gleaming with rage, he bit out in a hard, cold voice,

‘I should not have allowed you into my house. You pollute everything with your disgusting presence, Britney. But I had forgotten, a dirty wh*re from the gutter can only talk and behave like one.’

He pulled his wife’s resisting body to his and went on, in a low snarl,

“My wife is too fine, too good a woman to tell you to get out of her house but I will not have scum like you insult her. So shut the f*ck up or I will have the men throw you out like I had you thrown out of my room last
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