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“Yeah. Something about my skin shining like moonlight. I threw up a little in my mouth.”
HAahaah yea hes a creep
I haven’t told Andrea or anyone else yet, but I don’t plan on going back to Chicago. Ever. I’m done with all the Cosa Nostra crap.
It seems so genuine, her smile. How would it feel to have someone smile at me like that?
“She called me an idiot, almost knocked me over, and then delivered a baby in the middle of a parking lot. She also confiscated my jacket in the course of this escapade.”
“The only reason you’re still breathing, Randy, is because I heard you’re a doctor, and I have a lot of respect for medical professionals. So, I’m giving you one last chance to comply.”
Tomorrow morning, you’ll resign from your position at St. Mary’s. If I ever hear that anyone catches sight of you within ten miles of the building, or Milene, your life is over. Do you understand?”
“I think someone broke in last night.”
“They’ve . . . stocked my fridge.”
HAHHAHA
“Someone broke in, filled my fridge with vegetables, a ton of meat, milk, eggs, and”—I reach for the plastic container on the middle shelf and lift the lid—“home-cooked soup.”
“There’s even a huge package of Gorgonzola there. Posh burglars.”
Milene Scardoni, for whatever reason, has become a drug coursing through my veins. The more I get, the more I want. I need to see her again, in person. It won’t be today, but soon.
“Nera. I found something of yours.” “Oh. How unfortunate.”
HAhaaah
“No. Nera and I came to an agreement to pause spying on each other for the time being.”
“Would you like to apply for the wife position?”
HHAAAH
The finger on my forearm stills for a moment. “A year,” he says, then continues with his pattern. “That’s a long time. Does he live nearby?”
“I hear India’s nice. He should consider staying there. It would be good for his health.”
HAhaah
“You are one extremely unusual creature, Goldie,”
“And I like unusual things very much.”
“I like him. Like, really like him. But I don’t like being shot at. And I would have really appreciated it if he’d shared his name this time.”
Enzo’s body was delivered to Rossi the following day. It came in several bags, Milene.”
“Bags?”
“Yes. There were three. The note said it was easier for FedEx to handle smaller packages. It worked out to be cheaper.”
HAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA
“A marriage.”
Being ignored is a new experience for me, and the fact she’s the one doing it makes me want to hit something.
“How do you know this is my bedroom?”
“Please.” She snorts. “Massive dark wood furniture? A bed the size of a football field? It screams ‘self-centered, selfish bastard.’”
HHAAAHAH GIRRLL
wondering if I’ve made the right decision. Maybe the Irish wouldn’t have come for Milene, and by marrying her, I’ve only made her a more lucrative target. But I wasn’t satisfied with watching her from afar anymore.
I want Milene Scardoni like I’ve never wanted anything else before.
I offered to make something else, but she said she wasn’t going to eat anything made under your roof.
If you don’t eat something, I’m going to fucking force-feed you!”
He’s a really peculiar guy, my new husband.
I have a feeling not many things would shake him to his core. Except, apparently, me not wanting to eat.
“Let’s go and find something to eat, Kurt.”
HAHAAAAH SHE NAMED HIM KURT
The cat looks even worse up close. Part of its left ear is missing, and it seems like one of its eyes is looking in the wrong direction.
HAaahah
“Every time I see you, I have an urge to launch a blunt object at your head.”
“Sorry to disappoint. You got the short end of the stick. Maybe you should send me back to the shop since you’re not satisfied with what’s under the hood.”
HAaah i love her
I want to spend time with her, and she has no say in it.
Cute
The defiance in her eyes turns me on so fucking much. I don’t want to break her spirit because I enjoy the ways in which she tries to defy me. But she needs to understand there is a leader in every pack. And in this particular menagerie, that would be me.
“You are one exceptionally rude person.”
“What I am, is uninterested.”
“Uninterested.” I nod. He’s absolutely nuts. “About the people who work for you, or people in general?”
“In general. With one exception,” he says and levels me with that unnerving gaze of his. “You.”
“You shooed away a whole restaurant full of people?”
“You said you wouldn’t be comfortable with them staring at you.” He pulls my hand closer. “Now they won’t.”
“So, a hundred or more people had to leave in the middle of their meal because of my shorts?”
“No. They had to leave because no one gets to make you feel uncomfortable.”
“I didn’t feel particularly comfortable with my head dangling upside down while you so graciously carried me to the car as if I was a sack of potatoes. In fact, it was a rather uncomfortable experience, Salvatore.”
“Then let me rephrase my declaration. No one, except me.”
“Give me your hand.”
“You’ve already taken my life. I’m not giving you anything else.”
Haahahahah this girl
