The Mafia King's Sweetheart
Pulling apart from her, I stared into her face with a scowl.
Cookie's eyes remained closed, her chest rising and falling and a smile on her face. 'No, I did not make out with any other man,' her eyelashes fluttered before she pulled them apart from her cheeks, 'even with no memories, you found a way to occupy a large space in my heart. To me, I'd find Ame Allen and marry him one day. Then, we'd have thirty-nine children and dip them in colors, so they'd have colorful and bright skins.' She giggled. I pinned my lips shut, nodding in acknowledgement to her answer. I wasn't going to ask how she knew what I was thinking, Cookie is good at knowing what people think most of the time. She still had
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