My Dad's Mafia Bestfriend
"God, you should have seen your face. Do you actually believe that there's something like a Mafia?
I felt my breathing become even, and my chest loosened up.
Fuck, I had actually gotten scared and thought of every possibility.
He wasn't in the Mafia.
He hadn't lied to me.
"God, I wasn't expecting you to be one of those girls."
"One of those girls?"
"The ones who think any guy from Italy is automatically in the Mafia."
Okay, I could have been one of those girls, but definitely not anymore.
"Well, how did you meet him?"
"I?"
No, me.
"Yes," I said instead.
She seemed entitled with the way she signaled to a flight attendant for another wine, and she added, "And I would like some sweet treats. Co
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