The Mafia Don's Captive
I feel Pete's eyes on me when I stand and button my jacket as Titania walks in a few moments later.
I run a hand through my hair, slicking it back.
Pete clears his throat and gets up to his feet. “I'll talk to you later, boss.”
I cluck my tongue, not taking my eyes off Titania. “Later.”
She's got a leather coat on, hiding most of her dress, and she's wearing high heels, with thick straps wrapped intricately, up to her knees. When Ernest nudges her forward, she swats his arm, glaring daggers at him. She takes a few steps forward, and spots me instantly, our eyes locking briefly before she lowered hers, her bottom lip trembling slightly. I recognize her guilt instantly. I wonder if she knows I
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