The Mafia Alpha Who Hates Me
"Drink some more, this is an expensive wine, one you might never have the chance to taste again. We can't let it go to waste, right?"
Carlo, Nora's manager, who was sitting in the farthest corner of the room raised his head and chimed in.
"Mason is right. Drink, Nora. Or you're gonna regret letting such an exotic wine go."
Nora shook her head, barely able to push out four words. "I– Drinnnn no more."
Mason's eyes curved into a smile, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "Then... why don't you go rest?"
Nora's eyes lit up like she had just seen her savior. Her stomach was already hurting, and a rest was what she wanted right now. "Yes, yes, I need to rest."
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