This gown complimented every single one of her beautiful curves.
She made me weak at the knees.
The necklaces that teased her cleavage...
The choker around her neck.
I wanted to tear them off...
Have the beads running all over the floor.
And have my lips all over her neck.
My mama always said that a woman deserves a man who ruins her lipstick...
Not her mascara.
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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...
