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21. I'm done with waiting, let's do it tonight!
"Stella! Stellaa!!" Feeling a tug on the shoulder amidst the melancholic call of her names Stella bolt open her eyes.
They met with the quizzical face of her boss whose eyebrows were shrunk together above his eyes. His lips slightly pouty quivered indicating his amusement. Stella moved backwards, far away from her bosses reach and heaved a breath that was stuck in her throat and choking her respiration.
She looked around and then at her close. Her cilium fastened concurrently upon the realization of standing in piece— unharmed and grateful.
"Are you there in this world?" She unfolded her eye lids with a grasp when his question hit her.
Oh how can she forget, the boss was standing right there.
Stella sucked another breath while she sensed her face running wet with sweat to herself. She upped her fingers and touched the tips
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Fall For Mafia Lord 23. Attacking on him for the sake of my virtue
23The dining room was exquisite. The walls were covered with a shimmering gold paper and in the middle of the ceiling above the carved oak table was a candelabra.My legs automatically moved inside while my pupils noticed everything minutely. From the look itself, I can confidently say that my boss must have spent millions of dollars on this villa. But sadness dawned on me because it was barely used. He hardly stayed here, only during his trips to Milan.It was assured that he travelled too much. And I wondered how many such beautiful Villas were built for him but never used for a permanent stay!I stood beside the table and trailed my fingers on the wood. Down the centre of the table was a runner with Celtic design woven in gold and green into the fabric itself. At the end of the table were floor to ceiling French doors, left slightly opened to let in the scented summer air gush in and brush the faces o
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Colour drained from Stella's face, when she heard a cracking grasp leaving his lips and hands loosening his hold around her wrist, she eventually stopped and tried to stare his face in the darkness. Her body stilled and face colour totally drained as white as a slice of bread, white as a ghost, white as a sheet. She forgot to breath. The moment seemed to have stopped after he loosened his hold. Stella's body rigidly rooted to the spot, she froze. Her clammy hold on the sculpture loosened and it fell with chiming noise on the floor. "M-max!" she fearfully uttered his name. Cold sweat ran down her forehead. Her body was shaking while her tongue stammered, she was unable to speak. Wide eyed with realization Stella edged backwards. Her blood froze as she could not feel any movement coming from his side. Did she, did she kill him? Isn't he breathing? If he is breathing, then why doesn't h
Fall For Mafia Lord 25. If he really likes me, he will come
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'I am sorry!''I am sorry!''I didn't mean to disappoint you, sir''Please take my call. I want to clarify myself to you'I typed and sent the message again and again.However, like previously they were left unseen. His last seen was hidden too and so, I can't even get to know when he was online and when not.It sounds irking that I am trying to ask for an apology from my boss whom, I first doubted and attacked. I guess any other women would do the same if they were in my place. I believed the news and media way too much however, I never knew Max was not how he was shown.I thought he was really like my father, a man with bad intention. But no. He was not.And now I feel pathetic of myself.I don't know what do I want from him? Love or care! Or simply, to have him stay away from me?
Fall For Mafia Lord 27. Tell me why would you do that to yourself, Stella?
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Fall For Mafia Lord 29. Let's start it from the private section— My dick!
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