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"What are you?" it came as nearly a whisper. He looked at her, his tousled hair falling into his eyes, watching her from under dark lashes as he unbuttoned his cuff. "What do you mean, what am I, Elena?" He pulled down the shirt and raised a brow. "You know what I am..." She took a glance at the open door, calculating her steps. Getting Mia was going to be impossible if he raced with her, but she tried anyway and shrieked when her back went crashing into the wall. He covered her lips with his palm, "Hush, love, I won't hurt you." A smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "Unless you want me to." **** Her life came crashing down when she signed a contract marriage with the calm President Nikolai Rossi, who only had eyes for one woman who wasn't her. To make matters worse, she couldn't help but fall in love with him and his son, knowing he'd never reciprocate. After a terrible divorce, three years later, Elena Vero is a mother of one and now has to return to Italy for business, unfortunately falling into the waiting palms of her ex-husband, who surprisingly wants her back. But being his wife has never been a bed of roses, and it never will be, especially when she finds out he isn't what he seems. THE BOOK IS ON TRIAL, AND I WANT TO SEE HOW IT FARES; FEEDBACK WOULD BE APPRECIATED WARNING; This story contains abuse and every other darkness involved in a Mafia romance, sighs...ok, I warned you.
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