The Mafia King’s Forbidden Obsession
I slammed my hands on the table, my voice low and growling, my eyes becoming black.
"Yes, Boss," Thalia bowed and exited, my mother staring after her until she followed.
I blinked, gradually regaining my composure, wiping my face with the back of my hand.
My Boss aura had surfaced, nearly consuming me. When I commanded with my Boss voice, Thalia had no choice but to obey. My mother, being a witch, was capable of resisting it, but that didn't ease my frustration.
"Caspian." Vincent’s voice echoed in my mind, and I focused on him.
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