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Rosalie Manno is nothing short of an ethereal vision.
Viktor is also known as the Hellhound. It’s said there’s nowhere you can hide because he’s the best tracker. He’s highly intelligent, ruthless, and kills without hesitation.
Grief tightens her features, making my hands itch to take hold of her so I can hug her until the heartache lessens.
After all, my dad kidnapped my mom to save her life. That’s how they met.
No, they’d just get them addicted to drugs and sell them to the highest bidder when they can’t pay their outstanding debt.
Dramaaaaa! That’ll be quite the bombshell to drop
“Jesus, Rosalie,” he murmurs, concern tightening the words. “I’m so fucking sorry for the pain you’re going through.”
I wish I had my kindle so I could lose myself in my books.
“You brought me to a bookstore?” I ask. “It’s one of your birthday gifts.”
“Jesus, you should spend every second of every day smiling.”
“Until I’m ready to let you go, you’re mine.”
The protective and possessive feelings I’ve had since I laid eyes on Rosalie have only grown over the past five days. It’s surreal how quickly I got used to having her in my space.
I have three years. I’m sure if I turn on the charm, I can make Rosalie forgive me and fall in love with me.
I’m dead sure I want to make her smile again.
All of my friends married the women of their dreams, and I’m forced to say goodbye to mine.
I want to run into his arms and beg him to keep me forever. I want to be free from my guilt to love him.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” his voice rumbles like a thundercloud. “You taste exquisite, moya Malen'kaya Roza.”
I know without a doubt this woman loves me. I’ll never love another woman the way I love you, baby.
“You’re mine,” I say with determination. “I might let you go the day after tomorrow, but you’re mine, Rosalie. I’ll give you all the time you need, and when you’re ready, you’ll come back to me.”
“I hate you, Viktor.” A sob escapes me, and the rest of my words come out strained. “I won’t miss you at all.”
I’d give everything I own to have that kind of relationship with Rosalie – to call her my wife.
I get to watch the monster die by the hands of the man I love.
“I love it when you obey me.” She narrows her eyes. “You play dirty, Mr. Vetrov.” Chuckling, I shake my head. “So do you, moya Malen'kaya Roza.”
“I transferred money to your account. For the next two weeks, I want you to pay for everything.” “Why?” “So you’ll get accustomed to spending the money I give you.” Shaking my head, I let out a chuckle. “Why?” He moves closer and wraps his arms around me. “Because I want to spoil you, moya Malen'kaya Roza. I know you’re making your own money with the work you do for my mother and Aunt Bella, but I still want to take care of you.”
If anyone ever had to ask me what the mafia is about, my answer would be this moment. Family and friends. People who have your back through thick and thin, who will bleed with you to protect the empires we’ve built over the years.
