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A bloody idiot.
That's what this man was.
A bloody Italian idiot.
"Wha... why?" I asked completely baffled. A marriage contract? Was he serious? I was rendered speechless.
Me. Speechless.
Hell honestly has frozen over.
Vittore sighed. "You didn't look through the original contract that Matteo used to buy you from your father. Some of the terms are permanent