The Mafia's Unwanted Wife
"This is my bed in case you forgot—"
"And you are supposed to be sleeping on the sofa—"
"Why don't you? I want to sleep comfortably," he interrupted.
I reluctantly got up from lying down. My body felt incredibly lazy to wake up, but I had no choice since I was in Lucas's territory.
"Let go of me," I ordered as he held onto my arm.
He mimicked making space beside him. "Just go back to sleep," he suggested.
"Sleep on your own," I retorted and withdrew my arm from his grip. Unexpectedly, I pulled too hard, and I ended up falling off the bed.
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