Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride
"Good morning, Lucia. Ready to learn?"
I nodded nervously.
Mira smiled. She sat down next to me, placing her bag on the floor.
"First, you need to know. I'm not here to judge you and I'm not here to laugh at you. I'm here to teach. Whatever happens, don't be embarrassed in front of me. Understand?"
"Understood."
"Good." She opened her bag. Took out several objects.
A black blindfold, a large feather, a candle, a bottle of oil, and several other items I didn't recognize.