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“Assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups.” ~ Mariya Koslov
Just to rain on his parade, I smile sweetly at him. “Hi, Luca. It’s good to see you again. I’m fine, thanks for asking.”
I like her already
I swear my brain melts into a puddle of hormones whenever that man is around.
Hot italian men? Me too!
Mariya Koslov – the only woman alive with the power to drive me fucking crazy.
I LOVE DUEL POV AND THIS IS WHY
but damn, the woman is distracting. She radiates elegance, beauty, and power – royalty in the mafia world. A true princess who’s worth killing for.
We love a man obsessed
She’s one of the reasons I’m still single at thirty-four.
“Are you coming to Mariya’s birthday party tomorrow night?” Viktor asks. “Of course.” I wouldn’t miss it for the world. It’s an excuse to be around the woman I consider my future wife.
STOP IT. I'm not gonna live through this book.
“I’m not blind. I appreciate beauty as much as the next man.”
The way he calls me princess simultaneously sounds like a curse and a caress. I love it.
“Look.” She squints as she reads, “Traditional… Elvis…” she starts to laugh. “A mob wedding. God, we have to do it!”
WTF
Am I willing to go that far to make her mine? Yes. Without a fucking doubt. I’d do anything to make this woman mine.
“Everything I have, everything I am, is yours, Mariya.”
can’t cook or do anything wives are supposed to do, but I love you, and I’m hoping that will be enough.”
Wtf are yall doing
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he might pull a gun on me, but Mariya’s worth facing death for.
Sitting down next to her, I brush the silky black strands away from her face. “You’re probably going to want to kill me tomorrow.” I lean forward until my face hovers over hers. “But what I want, I get, and there’s no other woman I’d choose to be my wife.”
Is it bad i'm not mad at him?
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“There was a lot of drinking last night, and Mariya and I got married.”
This is so funny to me
“I don’t want a marriage of convenience.
WE DO
“The one thing I’ll never give you is a divorce. Anything else is up for discussion.”
“Give me credit, mia moglie. I’m not stupid.” Her lips part, and it takes all my strength not to kiss her fucking senseless. “As hot as it is to hear you speak Italian, it frustrates me.” “My wife.”
I want a man who melts at the sight of me, who sees no other woman but me, who will burn down this planet for me.
me too girl
Dear God. Fighting with this man is better than any foreplay I’ve ever experienced.
“I sleep between you and the door.” “Why? You think I’ll try to make a run for it?” He turns his head to look at me. “If we’re attacked, it will be easier to protect you.”
“I need my purse!” “No, you don’t.” I tug her down the stairs, and reaching the bottom, I glance at her. “I have a phone and wallet, so basically, I'm all you need.”
“Ti amo tanto,” I breathe the words I love you so much to her. Knowing she doesn’t understand Italian makes it easier for me to tell her how I feel until she’s ready to hear it in English.
something shiny falls from it, bouncing on the floor.
Wedding ring?
Unadulterated rage sweeps through me as I lower my arms and inhale deeply. I’m coming for you, my little fighter. Just hold on. “Time to fucking hunt,” Uncle Alexei growls, death and brimstone brimming in his voice.
Go off?!? Kill em all
“Everything I have, everything I am, is yours, Mariya.”
“Bastard,” I whimper. “I thought you hated me.” “I love you.” I slap his side, sobbing, “You should’ve told me sooner.” “I love you.”
“We can bring our wives,” Liam says. “They’ll see it as a vacation while we keep everyone safe until we can deal with the problem.”
Not a fmaily mafia reunion
“But I’d rather die a thousand deaths by my own hand than have one of those fuckers put a bullet in my head.”
“Do you know my mother was known as the princess of terror?” she murmurs. “Yes.” “My father is the most feared man, even after he retired.” That’s true. “I felt their blood in my veins.”
There’s no doubt in my mind this woman was made for me. She’s my soul mate in every way.
Dressed in a pair of black cargo pants and a tight-fitting long sleeve shirt, I pull the armored vest on, strapping it in place. “Hold on,” Viktor says. He pulls his phone out and takes a photo of me. “What the fuck are you doing?” “Chill, it’s for Mariya,” he mutters as he sends the image to her. A couple of seconds later, he grins and shows me her reply. Holy freaking hotness. You shoot any woman who looks at my man.
i love them
“Assumptions are the mother of all fuck ups.”
“I can’t do my job and protect you.”
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“This is Pavlović. It was taken a year ago. We’re going to arm ourselves to the teeth and hunt the fucker down.” “Okay.” Together we can take out the threat so we can enjoy the rest of our damn honeymoon.
THIS IS GONNA BE GOOD
