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The Mafia King's Regret Chapter 127
“Does it matter anymore?” I asked, sliding out a chair. I sat across from her, folded my hands on the wooden tabletop. “Whether or not I have the willpower to kill you?”Her smile faltered, and for a brief moment, something like regret flashed through her eyes. But quickly enough, she reined it in,
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AldoI watched from beside the car as my men escorted Aurora from the safe house and down the driveway. She was silent, shoulders cowed. Eyes staring vacant into space. Like she’d lost her will to fight.She looked so small, so unassuming. Like the loss of this war had robbed her of so much more tha
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LaylaEerie quiet filled the days and weeks after Aurora’s banishment—like waking up from a dream. For so long, life had been a constant go-go-go of tension, motion, action. Of plans whispered in hushed tones, buzzing phones interrupting dinners, the echo of gunfire in the distance.Of fear and hear
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AldoThe months following the war were spent rebuilding the city it had destroyed in so many ways. Physically, so much of it had been tarnished and ruined. Its infrastructure was tentative at best—corruption running rampant through the ranks of the government and the police.And its people were stil
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For the first time in a long, long time, the families had found our cooperation.LaylaWhile Aldo concentrated his efforts on bringing the families back under his thumb as a unified whole, I focused on efforts on the community. The hospital welcomed me back with open arms, though I never returned fu
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LaylaThe morning of our wedding—our second wedding, that is—dawned crisp and clear. Warm but not hot. Sunny, but not too bright. Dry for a New York day.Perfect. It was the perfect day for a wedding.Late summer sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows over the lawns and gardens
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I blinked back tears at how much their efforts meant.Then, of course, there was the Marcello family—a massive conglomeration of grinning, cheering, laughing folks who hadn’t been here for the first installment of our celebration of love. They were here now—en force and en masse.Melissa joined them
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The sun cast a golden glow over the Marcello estate as I stepped out onto the balcony. The cool morning breeze tangled a wayward strand of hair across my forehead while the morning light kissed my cheeks in warmth. Like a queen surveilling her lands, I gazed down on the sprawling grounds and gardens
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