Loved by the Mafia King
It's madness; it makes no sense to love so much, to love to the point of suffering as soon as your absence kicks in.
And it's so good, loving beyond any existing limit. Breathing love in and out to your lungs' full capacity, loving unconditionally and without logic, without understanding or even seeking to understand, just loving. I don't love what you own, what represents you, I love you, your soul, your body, your mischievous laugh, your throaty and sensual voice, I love you, you with me.
But I wish I were yours, truly yours, for I know that I never would be for as long as you are a this Mafia Boss.
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