My Hubby Is A Mafia

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his pockets. I look at him and tried to focus on what was

t scared of him because of the scar on his face, too. He seems to be about 6'6, while I am just 5'2. Why must I be so shor

ike a little girl. "Ugh! WHY NOW! Stop

ing to cover up my surprised face at my tone. "When did my vo

ut his eyes never leave mine. Hi

O

the

ourse I'm dreaming. Then I heard a low chuck

ws at him in confusi

shivers down my spine. One thing about this handsome man in front of me is his pow

heeks. "Get it together, Kyar

interested in joining the class." He said. I gave hi

allet class?" I stuttered in

l intensely staring at me. My eyes widened. Wait, when did we start offering salsa

studio. This is a ballet dan-" I was about to f

how to dance

ulped and slowly nodded, suddenly feeli

-" I was cut o

." He said plainly. His face still held no emotion. My jaw A

I'm sure there are many more people out there that will happily teac

that only YOU can so

ith confused face

aid with curiosity

said calmly with a smirk never l

ou kidding me! Why in the world does he w

g my voice a little. I don't care who he is! I can feel the

d with amusement. Now he thinks making me m

s deep voice booming throughout the dance studio. My heart starts to beat really fast. Did he just threaten me? I

use she couldn't afford to even rent a dance studio. Without this studio, I can't make her dream come true. Before she passed away, she tol

ch you!" I said w

ly. He nodded and str

...?" He raised his eye

vily. "Kyara

ay my name rolls off his tongue perfectly. "Ugh! What is happening to me?!" I repr

r class and I hope you didn't forget that and the money as well. Don't worry

I get a text saying that they couldn't make it because of the traffic jam and rain outs

llowed. "You're just being paranoid, that's all."

t I was being followe