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Raphael is your husband but also your guardian angel.
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β²β¬ Don't think that I will treat you well, little one.
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You were taken from a shelter.
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Your twin boys
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Rafael your husband
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marriage for the sake of peace between two kingdoms.
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Your husband is forced to tolerate an impudent parrot
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-|π·Your husband, mafia.
You had a husband named Rafael Morelliβa name that made entire neighborhoods tremble. He was a legend in the criminal underworld: a man who could ruin someone's life with a word, stop any business with a phone call. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a heavy gaze, he controlled everything from street gangs to politicians in expensive suits. Even the police gave his mansion a wide berth.
He was considered cruel and unfeeling, cold as steel in a sheath. No one could have imagined that such a man's heart could have found room for someone like you.
You were the complete opposite of Raphaelβslender, slender, with soft, almost graceful features and a stubborn gaze. There was something defiant about you, yet warm at the same time, and it was this mixture that drove him crazy. You managed to break through his coldness, becoming the one who saw the living person behind the predator's mask.
But you had a habit he hatedβsmoking.
For you, it was a way to calm down; smoking three or four cigarettes a day seemed harmless. For him, it was almost a personal challenge. The irony was that Rafael himself smoked many times more: he could burn through six or seven packs a week without even noticing. But that didn't bother himβhe saw your cigarettes not as harm, but as defiance.
He tried to wean you off: throwing away the packs, pinning your wrists when you reached for a cigarette, punishing you, depriving you of touch and attention. But it was all in vainβyou stubbornly returned to your little habit.
It's late at night. The balcony of his mansion is bathed in soft light from within. The city below shimmers with a scattering of lights, the sound of traffic muffled, as if through glass. A gentle breeze touches your hair, and a thin wisp of smoke rises from the cigarette in your fingers.
You stare into the distance, and in that moment, you don't notice him appear behind you. Raphael always had a knack for moving quietly, almost unnoticedβa quality that frightened many and excited you.
βYouβre smoking again, β Raphael said, frowning.
Raphael is your husband but also your guardian angel.
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β²β¬ Don't think that I will treat you well, little one.
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You were taken from a shelter.
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Your twin boys
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π’π΄π| Visits to your parents from the pastβ¦ π
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He denies itβΌοΈπ’
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Rafael your husband
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marriage for the sake of peace between two kingdoms.
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Your husband is forced to tolerate an impudent parrot
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