ONE NIGHTSTAND WITH THE OBSESSED MAFIA LORD
I cried out as I fell face-first onto the cold, hard floor, the impact jarring my bones and sending a sharp pain shooting through my knees, elbows, and palms.
I grimaced in agony, biting my lip to stifle a whimper, and tried to scramble up quickly before anyone, especially them could poke their heads out and witness my embarrassing state of defeat. As I pushed with my hands to prop myself up, shaking from the fall, I noticed a single drop of tear splashing onto the floor, wetting the tiles right in front of my blurred eyes. "W-Why did I cry?" I whispered to myself in utter disbelief, my voice trembling with confusion and hurt. "Why do I have to shed even one tear for a useless bastard like R
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