My Bloodthirsty Mafia Man
For someone who was so powerful, authoritative, and held a reputation for inciting fear, he seemed bothered by my words.
"Well, I won't hurt you. I promise," he repeated.
"And what about your me? You lead one of the most notorious mafia gangs in New York."
"They've already been given strict orders not to lay a hand on you," he replied as he cracked his knuckles.
"Yeah, well, that one looked at me like a dog in heat," I scoffed.
At this, Darick laughed. It was melodic, and surprisingly genuine. "Wendall. He's a good kid. I promise he won't hurt you," he responded.
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