My Mafia Master: the alpha's dark desires
Ayla growled in my head while I resisted the urge to comment on the post, knowing I would have probably made the situation worse.
Exiting her page, I found myself stumbling across Stacey's page. Okay, I might have searched for it, but either way, I found it. I chewed my bottom lip as the page loaded slowly, the signal deciding at that moment to mess with my stalking.
There were a series of photos taken of her just from the morning, and it blew my mind how many photos she'd uploaded. Swiping through the photos, I came across a photo of her draped over the hood of Enzo’s yellow Ferrari, and then another of her trying to look seductive as she licked the Ferrari emblem.
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