The Mafia Don's obsession
Daniel blinked, caught off guard by the sudden question, but he quickly responded, “As far as I know, yes, I am a doctor.”
I gave a small nod, pushing myself off the wall and stepping closer to him. My height easily towered over his, and I watched as his eyes widened, his throat bobbing with a nervous gulp.
“Uh… Alexander, are you mad about what I said? I-I was only suggesting— if you don’t want to—” he froze mid-sentence and instinctively closed his eyes when I raised my hand, flinching as if expecting a blow but I pointed at my chest instead.
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