My own husband left me here alone...
Knowing how badly I suffered with how to fucking socialise with people.
I rubbed my chin, immersed in thought. Desperately pleading with myself to remain calm and not let this get the better of me.
And that was when I fucking saw him.
At the other side of the room...
Where the drinks and refreshments were.
And he wasn't alone.
He was laughing and flirting, side-by-side with a woman.
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Forbidden Fruit: A Dark Mafia Love Triangle Romance
РомантикаArturo 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...
