Under his protection
They were probably thinking I was going to ask for something ridiculous.
What I wanted was well within their mafia capabilities.
Dante let out a breath before asking,
“And what’s that?”
“I want a phone, and you will get me any book I want. Hard copy, I mean.”
He smiled, very brightly I might add.
“Is that all, princess?” That name again. I wasn’t sure if I liked it or hated it.
“I mean it. Even the limited edition ones.”
“I’m sure I’d be able to get them,” he replied, like I was being ridiculous, but I knew how hard some books were to find.
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