King of Greed ARC

I didn’t fear dying as much as I feared never seeing her again.

Loving someone wasn’t enough if I didn’t show it. Appreciating them wasn’t enough if I didn’t express it.

“How romantic.”

“I’m past romantic, Alessandra. I’m desperate.”

“If you ever see me this torn up over a woman, shoot me,” he said after my fifth shot. “It’s pathetic.”

“You broke my heart, and you weren’t even there to witness it.”

That hasn’t changed.”

“But you’re still my love.

“I’m not your wife anymore.”

“You’re not what?”

“You know what I mean. And stop calling me amor.”