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Billy Russo was obsessed with her. Like undeniably obsessed. He didn’t have time for this. But unfortunately he had no choice. Because every waking moment he was thinking about her. No matter what he was doing or who. He was thinking about her. He couldn’t get her out of his head. And god he didn’t hate it. He tried to. But he couldn’t. She was perfect. An angel. His angel. And she knew it. She basked in his attention. The way he’d kill for her. And did. He was a cold blooded killer but he was soft for her. He was a villain right? Wrong. Not in her eyes. Not when he was with her.