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“I haven’t started playing, and you aren’t a mere chess piece. You are the queen.”
“Whatever you take, it’ll always be less than what he would have gotten, because I would have given myself to him willingly, body and soul, and there’s nothing you can do about it. You will have to settle for the consolation prize, Remo Falcone.”
And I swore to myself that no matter the price, no matter what it would cost me, one day I would be the one to bring Remo Falcone to his knees, the one to break the cruelest man I knew.
“And I said no. It’s a mountain I’m willing to die on. I don’t care about your vendetta with the Outfit or what happened in your past. An innocent woman won’t suffer for it.”
That my girl !!
She shook her head and peered up at Nino with so much fucking love I knew I could never hurt a single hair on her body.
“At least I don’t enjoy hurting girls.”
Cru !!
“I’ll never be like you and Nino or even Savio.” “I don’t want you to be like any of us. I only want you to be a Falcone and be proud of it.”
“I don’t want Remo’s apology. I want him lying at my feet in his own blood.”
“Your pride will be your downfall,” I said. “And your fury will be yours.” “Then we’ll fall together. Isn’t that the beginning of every tragic love story?”
“Fortunately, fear isn’t among the emotions I’ve unlocked.”
Ptdrrr, il s'est cru sur un jeux mobile ou quoi ??
Adamo refusing the tattoo would be shameful, a betrayal. There was only one punishment for refusing the tattoo: death. “I suppose it wouldn’t be the first time we’d have to kill a considerable number of Camorrista,” I said. “These men are loyal. It would be unfortunate to dispose of them, and we’d be faced with too many opponents at once.”
Puré, j'aurais jamais cru dire ça mais c'est grave mim's
“You should be wary of a brain that makes you love my brother and trust me, Kiara,” I muttered. She laughed. “It’s not my brain, it’s my heart.”
“But here you are, safe and sound, and you know you will remain that way until the day I take my last fucking breath.”
Purée ils sont si mignon
“But I will swear loyalty to you because even if I hate what you, Nino, and Savio do, you are my family.”
“The only force on this earth that can stop me is you. You’re the only one I’d allow to do so,”
“Oh, Remo, I will be your first angel. Patience is a virtue, and you will be rewarded for it.” I kissed his ear then trailed my tongue over the rim.
He possessed me. He owned me. I was the queen. He was the king. Checkmate.
“They are my brothers, my flesh and blood. I’d die before I ever hurt them.”
“You are mine, Angel. Body and soul,” he rasped. And God help me, he spoke the truth.
“Your methods are dishonorable,” he said tersely. “You disapprove of them and yet here you are … benefiting from them.”
Fact !!
“You gave me a home. A purpose. You treated me like a brother…” He glanced down at his father. “Like family. I know you wanted nothing more than to kill your father and had that taken from you. I know it’s not the same, but…will you help me kill my father?”
C'est trop mignon !!!
“We aren’t blood but we are brothers, Fabiano. I’ll walk through fire for you.”
“And there’s nothing I’d rather do than kill him with you. It’s an honor.”
“I’m sorry. I liked him even when you were promised to him. He’s cute and chivalrous.”
Ptdrrr, elle est trop folle
In mid-May I gave birth to the most beautiful creations I could imagine and knew with absolute certainty that everything I’d wished for them would never become reality.
My children weren’t something shameful.
I took another cookie and bit half of it off before putting it back down on the plate.
Pq il est insolent comme ça ??????
“It’s us against the world,” he croaked. “Us against the world,” I said.
“You didn’t marry Danilo,” Remo murmured. “How could I?” I whispered, bending low until Remo and I almost touched. “How could I marry him when I was pregnant with your children?”
“I thought you’d return to me,” he rasped. “You pushed me away.” “I set you free.” “I wasn’t free,”
“Our children are perfection but here, in the Outfit, they represent shame and dishonor. People whisper behind their backs, call them Falcones as if it is something sinful, something dirty. Our children are beautiful.” My voice became fiercer with every word. “They are meant to hold their heads high, not be ashamed for who they are. They aren’t meant to bow, aren’t meant to live in the shadows. They are meant to rule. They are Falcones. They belong in Las Vegas where their names carry power and respect. They are meant to rule at the side of the cruelest, bravest man I know. Their father.”
“Strong enough to take you and our children home where you all belong, Angel.”
“Let us leave. You failed me once, and now I’m lost to you. But please allow me to bring my children to a family that will love them. Allow me to bring my children home. You owe it to me.”
“Hardly anything worth having can be gained without loss, pain, and sacrifice.”
“You should stay in bed and rest,” I said. “I should help you with our children.”
“Greta, mia cara.”
😻😻💞🥹
“Whatever’s in there, it’s yours. Whatever love I’m capable of, it’s yours, too.”
