Wanted By The Mafia Lord; Attracted to the Bad Boy Nextdoor
"Actually, Octavia, I live here as of today."
I looked down at his hands just now, noticing the cardboard carton in his hands, and he simply flashed that signature grin of his. "You know, this is a pretty nice place," he said, gesturing around. "I think I’ll be quite comfortable here." My stomach dropped as the realization hit me: he was moving into the apartment right beside mine. "Wait, are you saying you’re moving in next door?" I asked, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. He nodded, clearly enjoying my flustered state. "Yep, right next to you. Looks like we’re neighbors now." I felt a rush of mixed emotions: excitement, anxiety, and a hint of dread. Living so close to him could either
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