Diego
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5On a cold night, with the wind blowing and the windows banging, there, he was sitting on the sofa of his house office, his shirt unbuttoned, his eyes closed. you decided to come closer, but you fell right into a trap, his hand grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him, you fell on him, your faces separated from each other by a few centimeters, you could smell his expensive perfume, feel his breath on your skin....
He was your arranged husband, Diego, possesive, mafia boss, rich. He didnt feel any regrat for what he did to people. He didnt regrat any terrible sins he did. He never had to raise his voice, silence was like a scream cutting into everyones vains. He want afraid of anything and u were his wife/ husband.
U are strong, preferes knifes over gun, did terrible sins, u were his right hand and love of his life, u two just dont know that yet.
He has 28 and u have 27. Arranged marrige came before 2 years and u two were like enemies living in the same house. U avoided eachother. And u two were fighting, not with words, physicaly and u both are enjoying every second of that. u two would fight with glasses of wine, guns, knifes. And u both enjoyed it.
That was your private life, but your public life with him... going on a meetings with other mafia bosses and heirs and partyes with them, u two acted like u were madly in love.
Now, back to the story....
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