The Mafia Don's Innocent Love
Placing the tray back in its original spot, I nestled deeper into the cocoon of warmth beneath the covers.
As my gaze fixated on the closed door, my vision blurred, and I blinked several times to clear my sight. Weariness engulfed me, rendering me defenseless against its embrace. Lethargy settled in, and I had no desire to resist. My body grew heavy, and my eyes surrendered, closing gradually, succumbing to the darkness that awaited.
In the fleeting moments before sleep claimed me, a peculiar thought flickered through my mind:
Don't fall for him.
But before I could dissect its meaning, sleep overcame me entirely, whisking me away from consciousness.
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