He's 21, I'm 31
“My bed is where you belong right now, little girl.”
His eyes dragged slowly over my body, bold and unashamed.
“Don’t call me little girl. You’re twenty-one, I’m thirty-one. I can be your mother.”
The moment the words left my mouth, his expression darkened.
“Capture her. And take her straight to my bed.”
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Diana has survived a traumatic past that destroyed her trust in men.
It left her with one rule — no men, no love talkless of someone younger than her.
But rules don’t matter to him.
He is the youngest mafia king, feared even by men twice his age.
Arrogant. Ruthless. Poisonously possessive.
And the moment he sees her, he marks her in his mind as his next obsession.
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