ESCAPING MY OBSESSED MAFIA LORD

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o me. I looked up and noticed I had gotten to the estate gate, I growled angri

nd quickly got down from the car and hurried home. I had to make sure I was home be

f guilt wash over me. I had left without telling him and I knew how upset he would be. I took a deep breath and turned to face him, prepared for the worst. But when I saw his face, I w

ng sounds that slipped out of my mouth. Since my first day here, my dad had never called to check up

he restroom to puke. As soon as,I got there, I bent down and retched into the toilet, my stomach turning unpleasantly. I couldn't understand what was happening to me. I had never liked spicy foods, so why was I craving something so spicy? I wondered. I stood up shak

y, trying to focus my sight on the figure despite the brightness. The figure came slowly into view, and I realized it was Esther. She was holding a cool cloth to my forehead, her expression filled with concern. "Hey there," she spoke s

thing spicy But then, you know I don't like spicy food." "Spicy?" Esther asked, cutting my speech as she looked shocked. "That's odd, you have never had that kind of urge before," she said. "Maybe it was just a weird craving," she added after

il. Since then, she had tried all she could to care for me from making me herbs to feel less pain w

ed one of her brows while asking. "No

d as I sipped a little from the water. "I mean the bikini" she continued making me spi

y eyes as I blushed

she came over to me and began tickling me hard, making

thing spicy?" She asked, making me

der a spicy chicken. The few minutes for it to get delivered felt

livery person. They handed me the bag of food, and I took it, feeling the warmth radiating from it. I thanked the delivery person, with

d savored the moment, as every other thing became invisible . When I opened my eyes, Esther was looking at me with a smile on her face. "You look like you're in heaven," she said, laughter in her voice. I nodded, unable to sp