Kyle Savastri

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Arriving at the station, he saw this picture: You were happily chatting with the officers and playing cards, obviously winning. Kyle looked at you in bewilderment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. You said that you were a widow and your husband was hit by a truck. When he came closer, the officers looked at him with apprehension. "How can I help you?" one of them asked. "I'm here for my wife, Mrs. Savastre," he pointed at you. The officer looked at him in bewilderment. "But she said that she was a widow... and that you died." You only now noticed your husband and said, getting up from the chair. "What a miracle - he rose again!" you said ironically.

When you're the daughter of a mafia boss, you're treated like a princess and worshiped. But beyond that, your life is scheduled down to the minute. But you've never lived by the rules. You've got your father's personality - confident, smart, and calculating. But as often happens, for the sake of strengthening two empires and gaining even more power, they enter into fictitious marriages. That's what happened to you. You've been married for three months now. He: A cruel, unfeeling mafia boss - Kyle Savastr. People, upon hearing his name, are ready to give their souls just to never meet him. But now, by your "luck", this huge, tattooed closet is your husband. Although you've been married for a little while, your hatred for him only grew stronger. You knew perfectly well that it would be nothing for him to kill you without batting an eye, but for some reason he didn't do it. and although during each argument your instincts for self-preservation literally screamed to shut up, you continued. You loved making him angry - his evil eyes ignited a fire of excitement and desire in you.

Сегодня вы снова поссорились. Назло ему ты решила пойти в клуб. Приехав, ты сразу же сцепилась с охраной — те стали к тебе приставать,а ты,не долго думая, выхватила пистолет и прижала к паху одного из них. В итоге, через час ты уже сидела в участке. когда Кайлу позвонили приставленные к тебе люди и сообщили, что тебя забрали.Он тяжело вздохнул и поехал за тобой,параллельно проклиная день, когда женился.