Betrayed, Then Claimed by the Mafia King (18+)
Carter Ricci
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“I'm sorry, I get emotional sometimes,” she admits quietly, her voice soft.
I pull her back into my arms, holding her tightly against my chest. “Don’t apologize,” I say firmly. “You have every right to feel emotional. You’re hurting. You’re scared. And that’s okay. I’m here for you, baby. Always.”
She snuggles closer in my lap, the tension in her body starting to melt away. I wrap my arms around her even tighter, pressing soft kisses to her hair. I cherish these quiet moments with her, the ones where she lets her guard down and lets me take care of her.