Game With The Mafia King
Danny is already tearing his gift open as I put my glass shielding myself from him, “I have something else too, but you couldn’t possibly unpack that one in front of the boy.”
He grins slyly, leaning in to kiss me. “God, this is Christmas is getting better by the second.”
I chuckle as he pulls his arm away from me to open his gift.
“Nooooo fucking wayyyy,” Danny shouts excitedly, making Arawn groan.
“Your French, Danny!”
But Danny ignores him as he turns around the game in his hand with a gasp.
“Is it the one you were talking about?” I ask, and he nods repeatedly.
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