When Villains Rise (Anti-Heroes in Love, #2)
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And thirdly, most importantly, I was indisputably and irretrievably in love with a mafia Don,
Billie Yankie
ALright, Bella Swan, take a step back and reevaluate your life
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I think your masculinity and virility can rest easy, Dante. It’s your stupidity that’s rearing its ugly head
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All I’d wanted my whole life was to be seen and loved all the way to my bones. And there he was, this big beast of a brutal man who was everything soft and kind for me, and he was teaching me something I’d never really known.
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He leaned across the console, and in front of everyone gathered before the car, he clasped my face entirely in his huge hands and kissed me.
Billie Yankie
You just announced she was married to your underboss...
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“Because I was an aristocrat, but I much preferred using my silver spoon to carve out my enemy’s eyes and shove them down their throat.”
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“So, you aren’t my sister,” I said as I digested the news, my stomach growling then cramping around the weight of the truth. “I am. Of course, I am,” she snapped, stepping forward with anger tightening her pretty face. “Do not ever say that to me again.” “I’m not saying it because we have different fathers,” I said, watching each word cut into her flesh. “I’m saying it because you’ve been keeping so many secrets from me, I feel like I don’t even know you right now.”
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Bitch bffr
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Keeping the knowledge that Cosima was Tore’s daughter from me felt like such an obvious betrayal.
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Oh my fucking god, didn't we just say you're the new Elena that took things in stride and was aware of what this life meant?
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He was opening his mouth when I spun on my heel and darted into the house.
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This is the only time I've ever hoped a character to be pregnant because otherwise these mood swings will kill me
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I sighed, scrubbing my hands over my face. It was possible I’d overreacted.
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The understatement of the fucking century
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figlio mia,
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figlio mio
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“We don’t have time for you to make out all day,” Alexander pointed out dryly.
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lol
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“Andiamo, padre,”
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“He told us that he kidnapped you and forced you to marry him so you couldn’t testify against him in court,”
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Lol of course he did
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After all, it was my wife he’d abused and turned against herself.
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THATS' the reason you chose tog o to jail???
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“We have a limited time to prepare,” Yara said from just inside the door. “So, while I appreciate the beauty of this moment, please untangle yourselves, and let’s get to work.”
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Poor Yara was hoping to have the help of the brightest in her firm and gets this instead
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“Just ignore me, that’s fine,” Yara called to us dryly. We laughed together, and even though we got to work, we did it holding hands through the bars.
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There was another of us at one of Giselle’s art shows that could be construed as intimate because we were standing side by side, gazing closely at a painting of a woman’s naked ass perched on her heels while she gave head to someone beneath an office desk.
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Giselle jesus warn a girl first
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“Detective Joseph Falcone discovered it in a locked locker at the subway station a block away from Ottavio’s. Apparently, they received an anonymous tip a few days ago.” “Did they?”
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Loving this
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“Because of you.” I kissed her again, hard enough to bruise, secretly hoping it would leave a stamp of my possession in its wake. “My hero.”
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Poor Yara she does not deserve this disrespect
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We weren’t perfect, far from it, but that was why I thought we were meant to be. Our jagged edges met beautifully.
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I felt like I was in the middle of a David Attenborough documentary.
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“Her papa is an infamous mafia Don. I don’t think you have to worry about boys around her until she’s fully grown.” “It’s not the boys I’m worried about,” he muttered, moving the tray over my lap so he could sit beside me, curling an arm over my shoulder and taking the ends of my long hair between his fingers. “She’s enough trouble on her own.”