Felon- A Dark Mafia Romance
Across from me, Lucy, Maxim, and Andrey formed a chaotic trio, while Boris rounded out the group, his usual scowl firmly in place.
Damien leaned forward, gesturing dramatically to the platter of hummus in front of me. “Lilah, a fair warning: this hummus is a death trap. Boris overdid it last time, and let’s just say we had to rethink the car’s suspension system.”
Boris glared at him, his brows knitting together in his signature don’t-test-me look. “I told you, it wasn’t the hummus. It was the oysters.”
“Oh, here we go again with the oysters!” Damien exclaimed, throwing up his hands. “Next you’ll blame the pyramids for your stomach troubles.”
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