Seducing My Mafia Stepbrother
We thank him, exchanging amused looks, as he retreats to his post.
"Geez, these guys are so creepy, just standing there watching us like statues," I whisper, taking a sip of the fruity drink, the tangy sweetness immediately lifting my mood.
"I know, right? It’s like living in a soap opera. But hey, at least the drinks are good!" she quips, swirling the drink in her hand.
Sabrina taps her phone, and within seconds, our anthem—"Yeah" by Usher—comes blasting through the speakers. Instantly, we leap to our feet, letting the rhythm take over as we dance and groove, playfully singing along.
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