THE DON'S RUTHLESS GAME
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I'd tried to escape from my groom, but I failed at the last moment before our wedding vows were to be exchanged. My parents had sold me to the most ruthless mob boss in Chicago because my father owed a huge debt to Anthonio Ferhaag. He was a sixty-year-old pervert with a strange fetish. Everyone knew I was going to be his sex slave instead of his wife. When it was my turn to say my wedding vows, a group of armed men burst into the church and shot Anthonio dead.
I thought God had just answered my prayer to stop the wedding, but I was wrong. The wedding went ahead. In his blood-stained tuxedo, Zeal Ferhaag, took the place of his adoptive father, to marry me. He then took me to his mansion and placed me in his bedroom. He treated me like his wife, except for one thing: he never touched me. Rumor had it that Zeal was gay and had erectile dysfunction. But one night, when I tried to verify the rumors, I was shocked to discover that the rumors were not false at all.
I thought God had just answered my prayer to stop the wedding, but I was wrong. The wedding went ahead. In his blood-stained tuxedo, Zeal Ferhaag, took the place of his adoptive father, to marry me. He then took me to his mansion and placed me in his bedroom. He treated me like his wife, except for one thing: he never touched me. Rumor had it that Zeal was gay and had erectile dysfunction. But one night, when I tried to verify the rumors, I was shocked to discover that the rumors were not false at all.


















































