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Adam Sanches videl, kak umiraet li͡ubovʹ. Ego Margo. Proshlo uzhe pi͡atʹ let, no on tak i ne smirilsi͡a s ėtoĭ potereĭ. "Zapasnoĭ" syn ispanskoĭ mafii edet zakli͡uchatʹ mirnyĭ dogovor s Sit͡silieĭ. I nakhodit tam ee. Ameli Skalʹfaro. Ona tak pokhozha na Margo, chto u Adama na sekundu ostanavlivaetsi͡a serdt͡se. Ameli ulybaetsi͡a kholodno, vedet sebi͡a sderzhanno, no skvozʹ ryzhinu volos prosmatrivaetsi͡a ee naturalʹnyĭ shokoladnyĭ ottenok. I shram na ruke ni s chem ne pereputaeshʹ. Ego Margo zhiva, i Adam ne nameren otpuskatʹ ee. Bolʹshe nikogda.

Adam Sanchez saw love die. His Margot. It's been five years, but he still hasn't come to terms with this loss. The "backup" son of the Spanish mafia is going to conclude a peace treaty with Sicily. And he finds her there. Amelie Scalfaro. She looks so much like Margot that Adam's heart stops for a second. Amelie smiles coldly and behaves with restraint, but her natural chocolate shade is visible through the redness of her hair. And there's no mistaking the scar on his arm. His Margot is alive, and Adam has no intention of letting her go. Never again.