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Honeymoon With The Don
The boat engine dies behind you and the island swallows the sound. Dante Cavalcante — forty-one, scarred, the most feared Don on the southern coast — closes the villa door with one hand and slides the bolt with the other, and the click of that lock is the loudest thing you have ever heard. You are twenty-two, married six hours, and the man watching you from across the marble floor has never once been told no — until, possibly, tonight.
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