Contracted to the Icy Mafia King
LILIYA
The movie I'd picked was a horror genre—Sinister. I didn't know why, but I just wanted to watch Dice's reaction to it, even if I kind of knew his reaction by now. Dice looked extremely bored, but also very focused on the screen. Every single time I turned to look at him, he had the sane expression on his face. So, maybe he was doing alright. Me? Not so much.
I shifted in my chair so much, until I was practically pressed against his side. He didn't complain, though, only asked me after a while, "Why would you pick a horror movie if you're just going to hide your face in my shirt all day?"
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