Owed By The Mafia Heir
She sounded tipsy and paled; it was as if she didn't recognize me as the man she saved a few days ago.
He hesitated, but her hand slid into his, her gaze raw and pleading.
"You won't be!"
Instead, I pull back and study Rosa, a smile on my face. Her blue eyes are drinking me in shamelessly, lips tugging upwards into a smirk as she knows what I'm thinking. I reach up and tangle my hands through the strands of her soft brown hair, loving how it feels between my fingers.
Our kiss was slow but urgent, like two storms colliding. I lifted her into my arms, carrying her to the bedroom. Clothes fell to the floor like forgotten doubts. In the heat of the moment, sorrow turned to fire, and pain into pa
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