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Neva Altaj

Silent Lies: An Age Gap Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance

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  • Liliana Lilihas quoted6 months ago
    “No. It’s a brilliant idea. And I think I have a perfect woman in mind. They’ll make a magnificent match.” A corner of his lips curves upward. “Unless they kill each other in the process.”
  • b9277515550has quoted9 days ago
    into a puddle at his feet. “Believe me, I’m not. Dear God, I pity the man who chooses to get married to that banshee.”
  • b9277515550has quoted9 days ago
    Yellow isn’t my favorite color,” I mumble into her lips as I assault them with vigor. “You are, mila moya.”
  • b9277515550has quoted9 days ago
    If there’s an attack on the house, you can keep on sleeping, mila moya,” he bites out, “because I’ll make sure the bastards are dead well before they even think about getting close to you.”
  • b9277515550has quoted9 days ago
    The kind that could sleep through an earthquake and nuclear disaster combined. An alien invasion, too, probably.”
  • b9277515550has quoted9 days ago
    Death doesn’t discriminate. I do
  • Fiction flake🐦‍🔥has quoted2 months ago
    “Get behind the island!” she orders. “Now! Both of you!”

    “Hurry.” Tara pulls on Relja’s arm again. “The island is bulletproof.”

    Someone actually makes armored kitchen cabinetry?
  • Fiction flake🐦‍🔥has quoted2 months ago
    “What would your men say if they saw you painting my toenails? It’s not a very manly thing, you know?”

    I raise an eyebrow. “Should I go kick someone’s ass after I’m done? Would that maintain my alpha male status?”
  • Fiction flake🐦‍🔥has quoted2 months ago
    Oh? Well, I might be sleeping here, but all my stuff is there. You exiled me, in case you forgot.”

    Drago grinds his teeth and scoops me into his arms. “I exiled your three tons of clothes,” he says in a gruff voice.

    “Yeah, right.” I laugh and bury my hand in his hair. “Say you’re sorry, and we’re even.”

    His hold on me tightens, but he stays silent, glaring at me.

    “Okay, I’ll help you. Repeat after me. Sienna, I’m sorry for throwing you out. And your pretty clothes.”

    “I’m not sorry for banishing your clothes,” he mumbles.
  • Fiction flake🐦‍🔥has quoted2 months ago
    17:10 Drago: Ask my wife if she knows how to shoot a gun.

    The reply arrives less than a minute later.

    17:11 Keva: Sienna? What’s wrong with you? Of course she doesn’t.

    17:12 Drago: Ask her.

    The phone vibrates with a new text.

    17:14 Keva: Yes. God help us.

    I stare at the message for a few moments, then burst out laughing.

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