Claimed by the Mafia King
I said, pushing the image of both of them in bed away from my head.
Cleo chuckled. "Well, you were right about one thing. He did worship me, if you know what I mean," She muttered, winking.
Now that made me cringe and look away. My mind was starting to get the best of me.
I also couldn't help but wonder what kind of person Damiano was. If he stuck to one girl or kept sex... buddies too.
As if he had read my mind, Damiano leaned forward slightly, that infuriating smirk deepening. “If it makes you feel better, piccola, I don’t mind either arrangement—a sex buddy or a serious relationship. I’m quite open-minded.”
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