In my past life, I am a hot-headed Italian mobster’s wife
On the move making calculated moves taking high risks with high rewards…ducking and dodging the boys and our enemies while on the come up with down ass Tony
Oh Tony, my Tony
On a desired path full danger in excitement, living in this ruthless world, building our empire
yeah Tony & Marie’s empire….
that’s all that really mattered, right Tony?
Often he spoke and when he did, he would tell me, “ya know, when I first saw you with that clown of a snitch you were with, instantly I knew you would leave him and be mine”
He reeked of a confidence that screamed
“I owned the world”
Respect ran deep between us two, hell it had to in this game we played but you know, I always admired his over compensating ego
And there were important things I claimed possession over…..first his heart then our worldly possessions Both of luxurious quality and irreplaceable
He loved me…..there was no convincing this Marie he did not…..meanwhile there were others and he knew I knew but the asshole just didn’t give a shit Didn’t matter though, I was there to stay and no one could take this Marie’s spot
I am a hot-headed Italian mobsters wife
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