Twins

His men called him Ace and I only know one person who uses that name in the underworld. That freaking mafia. There’s no doubt that this fucking man here is the man who I shared a hot night with years ago, the man who I should never met again — the mafia gang’s godfather.

Ace, the mafia lord.

Fuck! I should have never gone back to this bar!

Ace stared at me as he caressed my cheeks gently. “Why not take off your mask and kiss me?” he asked playfully.

I immediately pushed him away. “Enough of this already!” I shoved his hands off. “You’ll find someone else, someone better, Sir! Someone who could give you the same affection!”

Ace chuckled. “I don’t think so," he retorted. “I’ve been running around this country, Mien, and I never found someone better than you,” he declared. “And I don’t want anybody else if they aren’t you.”

Look who’s talking nonsense. I grind my teeth in frustration. “I’m getting married!”

“I don’t fucking care.” He grabbed my hand and even though he was being gentle