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"Never say never,” I said. “You don't know what will happen tomorrow. Or tonight."
"It means I like what's mine, to be mine. And when I care, I really fucking care. You like your freedom, right?" When I nodded, he smiled once more, but it was disconnected from his eyes. "If you were mine, I wouldn't give it to you. I don't give a damn. I would want you near me every single day and night. I would consume you. Most people can't handle that."
The thought of running them over, even the sweet old lady, was tempting, but then I'd be even later than I already was.
How dare she touch him. He was mine.
"I mean it, sweet cheeks. I lose you, and I promise you right now every innocent person you vowed to save will be joining you in the afterlife."
"Shelly, calm down, he's not going to hurt you." York glared at me. "Are you, Paolo?" "I am."
“Want me to kill her?” Giancarlo asked. “No, thank you,” I said.
"Paolo—" "Please. Voi tre siete la mia famiglia, il mio mondo."
"Parlate di nuovo a sproposito e consegnerò quei mocciosi al mio socio in affari."
"This is Tony, Benito's right-hand. He literally lives for him. It's kind of gay, but your kids will be safe.
Yeah, I was in love with a psycho.
"Non permetterò mai che tu mi lasci. Preferirei ucciderci entrambi piuttosto che lasciarti andare.
