The Mafia Princess
She wiggles her eyebrows at me.
I can’t help but laugh.
“Sam!” GreenLee warns.
“What? He’s hot. You’d be crazy not to try that ride.”
“Oh my God. Go upstairs and take a shower or something. I’ll be up with snacks,” GreenLee says, blushing.
She’s adorable when she blushes. And now she’s biting her lip.
Hold it together, Luca.
“Oh, right. So you want some alone time now? I get it. Oh, and Luca—if you ever hurt her, I’ll cut your dick off and stick it up your ass.” Sam says, heading upstairs.
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