She was promised to me.
I was promised to her.
She was the daughter of a drug lord, I was the cousin of one.
Together we could have been beautiful.
Oh, so beautiful.
But beautiful doesn t factor into my life.
Death.
Destruction.
Pain.
That was my life.
She d had her taste of it.
But was she really ready for it?
Because I lived in hell, and my wife would soon be Satan s bitch.
She wouldn t be prepared.
She could never be.
Defiance (Smirnov Bratva Book 3)
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