The mafia boss is the man of my dreams のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I was stunned, too stunned to speak or even move. Because tell me why I was still standing in that same spot even minutes after Knight had walked away. I couldn’t tell if it was our interaction that had left me frozen or if my brain was fried from how cute he looked when he laughed. Right now, I was leaning toward both. When I finally came to my senses, I leaned against the wall behind me and scrolled through my phone—only to realize he’d deleted all the pictures I took. Of course. Still, I counted this mission as a win. He said I made his day brighter. I made him laugh. If that wasn’t progress, then I didn’t know what was. I couldn’t wait for the next time we’d meet. I dragged myself back to my office and buried my head in documents until it was time to go home. The moment work ended, I practically sprinted to Jean’s car. “You will not believe what miracle happened today!” I screamed the second I got into the seat. Jean rolled his eyes slightly before plastering a smi

I couldn’t wipe that damn smile off my face as I walked with Rowan toward Knight’s car. If anyone had told me this was how my night would end, I would’ve cursed them out, because Knight saving me from Conan—and him owning the bar—was definitely not something I would have guessed. But look at me now, getting driven home by his personal bodyguard and having made him laugh twice just today. I’d say we’d made really good progress. I waited until Rowan opened the car door before slipping into the passenger seat beside him. He stared at me, eyes wide. “It would be more proper if you sat at the back, ma’am,” he said with a small smile. I shook my head. “First, Rowan, please call me Aria. And second, I’m not your boss, so there’s no need for formalities. Just consider this giving a friend a ride,” I said, brows raised. “But—” he started. “Forget the buts. Let’s just hit the road,” I cut in, still smiling. “I have a lot of questions,” I added as I punched my address into the GPS. He

Aria’s POVI woke up the next morning with my body burning from the familiar heat I had grown used to. I asked for the dream this time, and it certainly didn’t disappoint—except for one thing.Knight’s face didn’t fill the empty space the way it had before.Instead, I was back to dreaming about a stranger whose face I could never see. Still, last night’s interaction was enough to keep my spirits lifted. I didn’t need to check the sheets to know they were stained, so I simply got up, dragged them along with me, and headed for the bathroom.I peeled off my clothes and stepped into the shower. As hot water slid down my skin, the dream replayed like a broken tape in my head—those moans and grunts slowly turning into music I hated how much I enjoyed.I ran my hands over my face, trying to chase the images away.I had better things to worry about.That better thing being Knight.I still needed to know why he felt so familiar, and I couldn’t afford to get distracted by my sex-starved thought

Knight’s POV Everything looks good. You can inform Angelo to finalize the contract and send it to Conan,” I said calmly, facing Rowan, who had just come back from the investment meeting. “Make sure he knows how important signing it promptly is. I don’t want to have to follow up on this as well, okay?” “Yes, boss,” he replied. “I’ll have someone deliver it to his house.” His house? “Did that asshole not go to work today?” I asked with a sigh, and Rowan nodded. “Fuck.” “I don’t think he’s gotten himself together yet after last night,” he said. I shook my head. “He just keeps getting worse, and we’re nowhere near done with this project. Send the document along with a warning to him. If he isn’t in the office tomorrow—and if he doesn’t offer an apology to Aria,” I seethed, “he might as well bid this deal goodbye.” His loss would be bigger than mine anyway, and I sincerely didn’t mind turning everything upside down since he couldn’t act right. This was exactly who I was. I didn’t

Knight POV I could feel her heart thundering from how close I was to her. It was amusing, really—that she was reacting this much when we were barely even touching. It made me wonder how she’d act if I moved even closer. Instead of just imagining it, I decided to see for myself. I inched nearer. “Is this the reason you wanted my number?” I breathed, my voice low as I leaned in further. The sound of her heartbeat filled the room—louder now, faster. “You should’ve told me if this was what you wanted,” I teased, my hands leaving the desk and hovering just above her waist. I wasn’t going to touch her—not yet. I wanted to see just how flustered I could make her, and right now she looked more than flustered, even though I’d barely done anything. “You should look at me when I’m talking to you, Aria,” I said. I lifted her chin, guiding her gaze to mine—and paused. There was an unfamiliar look on her face. But this time, she didn’t look away. She stared at me as if my eyes held some an