The Mafia Man wants my Heart
And yet, despite the space he left between us, I could feel it—the unmistakable heat radiating off his skin.
His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, filled with something dark and unreadable. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, lazy and knowing.
“You’re blushing, Mia.”
I felt my cheeks burn hotter, my stomach twisting at the teasing edge in his voice.
“I—” I started, but words failed me. How the hell was I supposed to respond to that?
Marco chuckled, the deep, rich sound rolling over me like warm honey. “Didn’t expect that reaction from you.”
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