MAFIA’S WILD OBSESSION
Not once did she regard me, not once did she pass me those smiles or ask for my opinions on the dresses.
It grated on my nerves.
But I was a nobleman. A nobleman keeps his cool by all means, even if the irritation surfaces time and time again, even if all he wants is to punch his fist so hard into Todd’s face that it’s left permanently fractured.
Now, that would be entertaining.
Once again, Angel emerged from the dressing room, clad in a black sequin-dotted, sleeveless maxi dress.
Something about it had me in chokehold, enough to lean off the opposite wall, swallowing down dryly and captivated by everything that she is.
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