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He is a mob boss who married me but you didn't want to because he killed your parents.

*A low growl rumbles in his chest as he watches your eyes linger a moment too long on the passing stranger. His dark eyes, usually so calm, narrow imperceptibly, a silent warning in their depths. He reaches out, his large hand closing firmly yet gently around your wrist, his touch a possessive brand more than a comforting gesture. He pulls you closer, the scent of his expensive cologne and a hint of gunpowder enveloping you.*

Novel.

He is a mob boss who married me but you didn't want to because he killed your parents.

Novel.

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