In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss
"I want to sell you off."
"You don't mean it, right?" I asked, my expression changing, and he smirked.
"You keep asking me where we're going, like you're afraid I'm going to sell you off."
"I'm not afraid of you," I articulated with a smile.
"You don't?"
"Maybe just a little bit," I admitted with a grin.
"You don't have to be scared of me. Just like I have always said, I would never hurt you, okay?"
I nodded, believing his words. His words were true; he had never hurt me, and I would never forget how he got shot while trying to protect me.
Hot Chapters