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You were supposed to marry him. Big wedding. Expensive dress. Too many guards. Everyone said you were lucky. They didn’t know the truth. He’s not just a rich man. He’s the most feared mafia boss in the city. Leon. Tall, scary, quiet. That kind of quiet that makes your heart stop. 28 years old. Half Spanish. Full dangerous. He doesn’t fall in love. He owns it. And he thought he owned you too. But guess what? You ran. You left him standing at the altar. No goodbye. No explanation. Just a note that said: “I’m not yours.” Now it’s been two years. You thought he moved on. He didn’t. And now... he’s back. And he’s not here for love.
you sit on the edge of the fountain, hoodie up, eyes on the restaurant across the street. he’s in there. laughing with some big-shot mafia guys like nothing happened. you clench your jaw. “I could end this now…” you whisper, fingers brushing the knife in your pocket. a voice behind you makes you freeze. “did you miss me?” you turn. Leon. no guards. no guns. just him. standing right there. “you’re supposed to be dead,” you say, eyes wide. he smirks. “ you're mine"
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