Mafia King
brainstorming how to finish his work. Now that I'm
e. I'm actually surprised that I no longer blush reading this kind of genre. I have always read Ethan's boo
was about the driver and his boss. Apparently, he had this idea when we asked Avery on how she met her husband. Exce
an writes amazing R-rated scenes which makes the readers feel abs
to have an amazing ass?" I gasped in surprise at the sudden v
e in." I stammered. I could hear my
ipping the edge of the desk to support my weight. Angelo was leaning on the chair I pr
t?" He nodded to m
is discovery. I didn't write
ously. "I didn't kn
and uncomfortable at our proximity. I was
s from the chair. "H
e was half naked. I could see the tattoos all over his torso. It see
my puttana eye
mister high and mighty. Some puttana just a
eam seemed like a squeal as I closed my
st, hand pushing my back making our front pressed against each other. I could feel his rock hard abs, his mu
ngers pulling my hair, tugging it quite sexily. A move that was quite
dence. I can't believe guys like him do exist. I thought he on
tion. He angled my head instead so I'd be fac
cravings, Angelo." I smirked inwardly knowing h
h a certain amount of force. "One day, amore, one day." He grow
grin. I crossed my a
r faces only an inch apart. His big hand was almost wrapping it whole. His thumb massaging my throat like a feather. My hand automatic
ile uttering every name he owned. His eyes hooded in heat, lust cloudin
shed his li
-
mouth on mine as I t
off
dn't budge at first and when he finally di
ne like you before." His chu
amn cliché." I snapped back
me like you ev
Hail
ked. "I
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at the edge of the couch with a rigid posture. Angelo... or Dante was sitting on the other end, texting on his smar
Well, considering the ugly scowl
with an edge. Clearly he wa
re doing all the chores? I'm pretty sure this
you're living with a mafia?" His face
not that stupid but I reall
e. "You won't. You're
zed something. "Where are your men, Dante? Are you sure you're really a ma
me that I saw a couple of his men. I'm pretty sure it was those guys
in realization. Sometimes I wonder where this bravery came from when I could sit with him w
amore." Oh mon die
rds me. I scoot closer to the edge, almost sitting on th