"It's too late to wear anything else!" I bickered, irritated that he was making such a big deal out of some cleavage. He was behaving like I was naked. "All of the gowns at the shop had a design with cleavage in them. This isn't my fault!" I broke off my sentence, rattling my fists angrily. "Maybe if you stopped going to work all the time, and actually went with me to the store, you would be satisfied by picking out something that you liked. I work and make a shit ton of money too. You don't see me ditching my husband for the sake of work, though!"
"I can't be arsed with your bullshit today, Sofia!" Bruce yelled. "I've got a banging fucking headache. Maybe if you lost some weight, you wouldn't have tits that looked like fucking inflatables."
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Forbidden Fruit: A Dark Mafia Love Triangle Romance
RomanceArturo Abruzzi tore the world apart to find the woman that he loved, who mysteriously disappeared without a trace. Feeling empty without her. Cold. Numb. Hollow. Feeling like he was better off dead. Better off six feet under the fucking ground. And...
