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Mariya Koslov – the only woman alive with the power to drive me fucking crazy. Christ, does she drive me crazy.
“Of course.” I wouldn’t miss it for the world. It’s an excuse to be around the woman I consider my future wife.
Thank God the man doesn’t know about the filthy things I want to do to his baby girl. He’d probably kill me with his bare hands.
Would I give everything for Mariya Koslov? I inhale deeply, my eyes burning over her creamy skin, the elegant curve of her neck,
her stunning-as-fuck body, and her silky black hair. Yes. I would. It’s time to make the bratva princess mine. No matter what it takes. No matter what I have to do.
I fully intend on sharing a bed with you, mia regina. I’m already thinking of her as ‘my queen.’
Baby, like is the understatement of the fucking century. You have no idea what you do to me.
“Whoever you have your sights on can go fuck herself. You’re marrying me.” I wrap an arm around Mariya to keep her locked to my side, then murmur, “Whatever you want, mia regina.”
“You’re the only woman for me, Mariya. I’ve waited patiently while building my empire, and now that I’m the head of –” I catch myself before saying Italian mafia in front of Elvis. “Now that I’m at the top, there’s only one thing missing from my life.” I step closer to her as I admit, “You.” My thumb brushes over the diamond on her finger. “Everything I have, everything I am, is yours, Mariya.”
“I can’t cook or do anything wives are supposed to do, but I love you, and I’m hoping that will be enough.”
“You’re mine, Mariya Cotroni.” Christ, hearing my last name attached to her name is everything.
“And even though I’ll have to pretend that I don’t know you love me, I’ll wait patiently to hear you say those words to me again.”
Holding the love of my life, I close my eyes. “Ti amo.”
And I hate how you make me feel because it reduces me to a lesser version of myself, and it makes me act irrational.
“Sei il mio tutto.”
It’s because you’re so fucking strong, my dynamite.
Another enemy is dead. With my wife by my side, we’ll face whoever else comes at us. We’ll win every time, and together we’ll rule.
“Thank you.” “For?” “Making all my dreams come true.” I push a couple of wild strands behind her ear. “For choosing me.”
