Secret Obsession
And right now, he seemed to be running his hands down the fabric to regain that unfazed composure he usually wore.
His furrowed brows, stress lines and tired eyes were an indication of that he was clearly out of sorts.
Every other thing, was screaming perfection; like his hair, messy from being raked through one too many times, only made him appear more attractive in an unintentional way.
Gabriella turned away when her attention wondered from his face to his chest. She didn't need the distraction when she already felt so confused about what she meant to everyone.
Her father, the mafia, the Russians, the war which she allegedly caused, and even Marco.
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