Sold To The Mafia Lord
My cheeks burned, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
"Get away from me now! It's not fair!" I protested. "You're just bullying me!" I choked out in a flurry. "Bullying?" He looked genuinely surprised. "I prefer to call it… character building."
I sighed in exasperation. "Well, I don't need any more of your character-building, thank you very much," I replied, feeling suffocated by his closeness. He chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, Lucia," he said, his laughter echoing in the room. "That's where you're wrong."