The mafia and his angel

la

g with indescribable fear. When he pulled me from under his b

breath away . For a minute, I stopped thinking that he was about

the blueish steel eyes that re

e, my heart stuttered . His

d confi

th his gun. His presence was one of a leader. A d

our chests almost touching, my body t

d running but something about h

longer felt cold. His warm hand caressed my cheek and I wan

ed how b

head only came to the middle of his wide muscle

g up in his presence. Even though fear coursed

g in disgust and fear. But with this strange man, I only felt

d hard and then angry. I jumped in s

ointed the gun back at me. My eye

he was softening up to me just to

wn my dirty b

. When they reached my chin, I saw him smile. His mouth quirk

G

as going t

he growled deeply , his voice low but the

one . He used it on me to when he was about to

e and the way I was trembling . I felt my pulse in my ear

trating into mine and I had to lock my knees tog

oved, he wo

ed for my answer. When he reached the couch, he sat down and crossed hi