The Reason for His Hatred MY MISCARRIAGE

s he begged for his life. Fear was evident on his face. He regretted betraying the greatest mafia

or, and you know that very well," Dominic said, waving his gun around an

Forgive me, boss. I promise I won't mak

ut all this earlier," John g

d in desperation. "Ha

passing our information to our enemies; don't you th

ess. Those people threatened to kill my

e. "Jenna, 25 years old, beaut

ed from Peter. "Do whateve

ped back to Peter. "I wo

remained loyal. Do you think those people are more dangerous than us? We are the most powerful m

ed. "I'm sorry for

married your daughter, you would

barely audible

en. Valerie's gentle voice cut thr

Valerie's eyes popped when she re

t in his eyes flickered a war

lerie in smooth stri

her out of the office. The door fell shut behin

d Kael, "What's going on? Wh

mained guarded. He offered a gentle smile.

deepened. "But w

"Anyway, that man doesn't

idened. "That ma

neither a good father nor an honest

The sound made Valerie's eyes go wide, and she took a step

in a hushed, urgent voice. "The bos

ng down her cheeks. "He was my father,

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ice with the words, "

azing with anger. "I'm the boss here, and

nd strode away, leaving the

"We could use this basta

ed skeptical. "This bast

"But Dominic also

Valerie, if this man was alive, surely she would have shown mercy t

shit. Dominic is cruel to

. "Because his wife is going

the air like a challenge. The men knew better than to question their

ps faded into the distance, leaving behind an atm

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inic's fake cough broke the spell. Valerie's

, and he discreetly exit

. "These six men of mine used to be the most cruel onc

lent, her eyes sear

o my office, knock on the door," Do

rembled. "How can

ressed, baby? May has a problem; I don't want m

hook her

u do this? It's your responsibility to take ca

eyes dropp

softened. "Okay

lead her to the dining area. The tension between them m

erie's stomach, a gentle caress. "My priority

a mix of love and concer

hin her mind, her father's image of kneeling o

his palm through her neat stomach, hitherto stark c

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