ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A MAFIA BOSS
He was feeling so damn angry, and all he wanted to do was kill the mother fucker who dared touch his possession.
He grip his fist angrily, as he stared at them.
God knows he was trying hard not to kill him right now.
This feeling was something new to him, he was feeling so possessive of a girl he met not long ago.
He yearn for her touch and just wished he could hold her right now.
“Should we end him, boss?” Gabe who was beside him asked, seeing how his boss was filled with rage.
Slowly a smirk escaped from his lips.
“Not yet. Am going to use the bastard to my advantage” he said, with an evil smirked.