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Chapter Forty-Five

The devil incarnate dogged the vase in a good show of quick reflexes. For a moment, he looked surprised, but quickly masked it and winked at me.

I honestly didn't believe I just threw a vase at Mace. What was I thinking? What if he hadn't dodged? I could have killed him, and I would have been a murderer, and at worst, a whole Mafia would be after me. I must have gone crazy.

"Quick reflexes are a must in the Mafia, but I don't think you would want to make yourself a widow now, Tilda."

I couldn't believe the Asshole's nerves. I was really angry, and I know that it usually leads to me lashing out, and the lash out lash out I did a few moments ago nearly killed him, so I ignored him and made my way to the fridge to grab a beer. I just wanted to calm my nerves down, but before I could open the beer can, Mace snatched it from me.

"Have you forgotten that pregnant women aren't supposed to drink any form of alcohol? Did you read the pamphlet at all?"

And I snapped.

"Killing people and selling
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