CHAPTER 8

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  ALINA   I felt my heart climb up my stomach and into my chest. I ran over to Luca, throwing my arms around his shoulder. He winced, and I jerked my hands away.   They were stained with blood.   Oh God.   I had Luca's blood on my hands. The thought made me stumble as my heart started racing.   "What happened?" I hurried to the bed and pulled the sheets off, throwing them on the floor. Luca sat on the edge of the bed.   He grunted, gritting his teeth as he looked up at me with angry eyes. "Someone shot at me and Marco."   I inhaled and exhaled. Luca was the King of the Mafia. The Monster. This was normal to him, probably. I wouldn't lose my cool.   I knelt in front of him and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Damn it, Luca. This is our wedding night. The least you could have done was

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