She came to beg for her father's life. She's leaving as my secret, and she's never leaving me.
I run this city. Every made man, every crooked cop, every soul on these streets answers to me. I have no heart, no weakness, and I sure as hell don't have a woman, because in my world, the things you love are just weapons for your enemies.
…Then she walks into my club, trembling and brave, and offers herself up to as payment for the debt her worthless father could never cover.
I'll take her. I'll claim her. And I'll bury this whole city before anyone touches what's mine.
Genre: Romance
I run this city. Every made man, every crooked cop, every soul on these streets answers to me. I have no heart, no weakness, and I sure as hell don't have a woman, because in my world, the things you love are just weapons for your enemies.
…Then she walks into my club, trembling and brave, and offers herself up to as payment for the debt her worthless father could never cover.
I'll take her. I'll claim her. And I'll bury this whole city before anyone touches what's mine.
Genre: Romance
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