Luciano: Lovers-to-Enemies-to-Lovers Mafia Romance
And I’d be a fucking liar if I said I didn’t enjoy every goddamn second of it.
“Yes.” A curt answer as I felt the familiar jealousy brimming inside me.
“Fuck, she is hot,” Luca muttered, his eyes never leaving her photo on his phone. “I’d totally do her.”
One second my back was to him and the next I faced him, my arm choking the life out of him, his eyes full of surprise. I had no idea how it happened. It must have been a goddamn reflex. My body pinned Luca against the wall as my elbow pushed against his neck, the jealousy and rage swimming through my brain like a red smoky haze.