To Keep a Homeless Mafia Boss
He looked directly at the camera, his eyes—dark, intense, and impossibly beautiful—meeting mine through the lens.
My breath hitched. He didn't flinch. He didn't react. He simply… smiled again. Halatang wala s'yang kaalam alam na napapanood na s'ya ng kung sino.
But that slow, deliberate smile that sent a shiver down my spine. 'Yun lang at kumuha na s'ya ng isa pang libro, umupo ulit sa sofa, at muling nagbasa.
The feeling of dread intensified, morphing into something else…something similar to… curiosity. Who was this man? And why was he in my apartment, reading my books?
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