Twisted Mafia Love Story
If that had been anyone else that dared touch my drink, they would have lost their fingers by now.
“So that idea backfired on you…” Raises her glass to me, “cheers”, and downs the whole glass in one go. Sipping on my whiskey, contemplating what to do, “Ya, I wasn’t expecting it would still affect me so badly. The idea of those women touching him…” My grip tightening on the glass, swirling the liquid, still unsure of what to do. In truth I know what I want, he looked so fucking handsome today, all I could think about was undressing him and making love to him whole night. However, my brain is telling me to do the opposite. I’m supposed to be teaching him a lesson, how can I teach him a lesson
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