Felon- A Dark Mafia Romance
No doubt, it's from Mia's closet and she made sure it's the worst one.
Lilah’s lips curve into a smug smile, dark sunglasses perched lazily on her nose as she makes her way to the pool. Her hips sway in a deliberate tease, and my men— those fools— are practically drooling, eyes glued to her like a pack of starved dogs.
Maxime looks like he’s about to pass out. Boris clears his throat, Andrey shifts uncomfortably, and Damien... Damien has the audacity to smirk.
“We’re done here,” I snap, my voice sharp, commanding. I can feel the simmer of something dangerous in my veins, something that shouldn’t be there. Especially not for her.
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