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The Mafia King's Regret Chapter 0093
That was why he’d married me. Why he’d never mentioned the family business.“He was never meant to be its leader.” Melissa nodded. “As a child … he was so quiet. Serious, yes, but soft. Thoughtful. Caring. Kind. Intelligent. Just like Eli. When he—”She stopped, and when her gaze drifted sideways, l
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LaylaAldo’s new recovery room was significantly more comfortable—and homey—than his room at the hospital had been. Expected, I suppose, for a man of his status. Still felt strange to me, as an ER doctor, to care for a patient from the comfort of his own home.“You’re getting spoiled.” I leaned over
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AldoThe unceasing ache in my side was an ever-present reminder of how close I’d come to death. A reminder that, perhaps, I should have died—would have, without Layla’s influence.Now, returned and confined to my owner’s suite in the manor, the only thing keeping me sane was Layla’s presence.Night
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I didn’t.I’d lost that right.So I stayed where I was, watching her. My broken heart shattering all over again, knowing that I was the cause of her pain. That I was the cause, and there was nothing I could do to fix it.Without warning, she turned. Sat in the chair beside my bed, and fixed me with
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The larger of the two guards held the door for me as I climbed out. He stood close, too close. So there was no way to step free of the car without noting the sticky warmth of his body.“This way.” The other man waved me forward towards that cold, sprawling prison of a building. And what choice did I
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