Betrayed In The Mafia's Bed
“I hate how perfect this is. My brand is ruined.”
A few feet away, Keyu was leafing through a book with a bewildered expression. Small, handwritten notes were tucked into every other page, the margins blooming with ink. “You actually annotated this?” he asked, his thumb tracing a line of Astrella’s handwriting.
“Consider it a limited edition,” she said, her tone light but her gaze lingering. “Don’t get used to the effort.”
A loud, booming laugh erupted from Fabio. He held up a sweater that was so aggressively festive, complete with a light-up reindeer, it practically hurt to look at. “Is this a declaration of war, Astrella?”
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