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Penulis: Amaka
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-11-04 16:25:30

~Felix~

I don't know what is wrong with me.

That was the only coherent thought I had as Evans carried me up the stairs, which was ridiculous, because I could walk. I had a perfectly functional pair of legs. But he had lifted me like I weighed nothing and I had let him, with my arms around his neck and my face pressed into his collar, and some small, sensible part of my brain was standing in the corner with its arms crossed, asking the obvious question.

Why did you forgive him so easily?

I didn'
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  • The Mafia Boss’s Deadly Little Secret    63…

    ~Felix~I was beginning to think Evans Moretti had forgotten that other people existed.He had been beside me for most of the afternoon, occasionally answering phone calls and sending messages, but somehow managing to keep one arm around me throughout it all. I had complained twice that he was making it difficult for me to move, and both times he had responded by kissing my forehead and pulling me even closer.I was starting to suspect that marrying a mafia boss came with an unreasonable amount of cuddling.“Evans.”“Hmm?”“I need to get up.”“Why?”I lifted my head from his chest and stared at him. “Because I have legs, and I’d like to use them.”He chuckled, finally loosening his hold on me.“Where are you going?”“To the bathroom. Unless you’d like to carry me there too.”“I wouldn’t mind.”“Of course you wouldn’t.”I climbed out of bed, grabbed my robe, and disappeared into the bathroom before he could come up with another ridiculous response.When I returned, he was sitting again

  • The Mafia Boss’s Deadly Little Secret    62…

    ~Felix~I had barely finished my breakfast when Evans decided that I was becoming a problem.A very handsome problem, apparently, because he had spent the last ten minutes staring at me instead of eating his own food.“You’re doing it again,” I said, lowering my fork.“Doing what?”“Staring.”“I’m looking at my husband.”“Your husband is trying to enjoy his pancakes.”“Then I suppose I should let him.”He made no effort to look away.I sighed dramatically and continued eating, although the smile tugging at my lips betrayed me. There was something deeply satisfying about making Evans Moretti forget that he was supposed to be an intimidating mafia boss. Apparently, all it took was a plate of pancakes and a little attention.When I finished, he took the tray from me and placed it on the bedside table.“Come here.”I looked at him suspiciously. “Why?”“Because I asked.”“That’s not a convincing reason.”His mouth curved. “Would you prefer I beg?”I laughed. “I would actually love to see t

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    ~Felix~I was beginning to suspect that Evans Moretti had a serious problem with personal space.Not that I was complaining.He had been holding me for what felt like forever, his fingers occasionally moving through my hair while he hummed that ridiculous little tune I’d apparently remembered without knowing where it came from. I had no idea why it made me feel so comfortable, but every time he hummed it, something inside me settled.Eventually, I lifted my head from his chest.“You’re a terrible singer.”His fingers stopped moving.“Excuse me?”“You heard me.”He stared at me before a slow smile spread across his face. “You were practically falling asleep in my arms five minutes ago.”“I was being polite.”“Of course.”“I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”“How considerate of you, sweetheart.”I grinned, rather pleased with myself, and settled back against him.He kissed the top of my head. “You’re lucky I love you.”The words made me smile.I wasn’t sure when I’d become so comforta

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    ~Evans~I didn’t move for several seconds.Felix was lying against my chest, his breathing slow and even, his fingers resting loosely against my stomach. He looked half asleep, perhaps already drifting into the kind of peaceful rest I hadn’t seen him enjoy in weeks. But I couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d just said.You always hum when you think I’m asleep.I stared at the ceiling, trying to make sense of it.I had never hummed around him since the hospital. Not once. I had barely slept beside him during the first few weeks after he woke up, and when I did, I usually spent the night watching him breathe, terrified that the next time I closed my eyes, something would happen to him.So how did he know?“Felix.”“Hmm?”“That thing you said earlier.”He shifted slightly against me. “What thing?”“About my humming.”He opened one eye. “What about it?”“How do you know I hum when you’re asleep?”A small smile touched his lips. “Because you do.”“That’s not an answer.”“It’s the only on

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