The Mafia's Priced Possession

"I own you, Isabella. Every little part of you has my name on it," Antonio taunted me. "If I see you with another man again, I will make you watch as I slit his throat."

I swallowed hard and felt my insides rolling. "We have a contract, and it doesn't state anywhere that I shouldn't see anyone when you're able to see any woman that you want."

He leaned closer to me, and his intimidating frame made me feel a cold shiver down my spine. "Try me and see what I will do." His words sounded less of a threat and more of a promise.

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