Mafia Husband
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Antonio sat in his velvet chair, smoking a cigar slowly, filling up his side of the living room with the smell of leather and heavy spices, from the cloud of smoke, you can see his frown. His dark hazel eyes are clouded clearly with annoyance as he looks deep in thought.
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