Condemned The Mafia Book Three Cruel Intentions Series
I have never seen this before, but I can tell you now that it burns like a bitch.
“That’s a Brazilian liquor called cachaça”, Killian says, and I scrunch my nose, pouring another portion on my glass and downing it again.
“Fuck me sideways,” Theo says, and I can’t help but chuckle at the face he is pulling. We usually drink scotch, not this kind of crap. I keep reading the label, and my phone starts ringing. Hazel must be awake now; I assume she went back to sleep after I left.
I see her name on the screen, and I can hear Theo kissing the air, wrapping his arms around his body, and pretending to feel himself. “Dick”, I whisper as I press the button to answer.
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