Mafia's Innocent Witness
I couldn't help but laugh, feeling a warm flutter of affection for both him and his brother, knowing that beneath their rough exterior lay a bond that ran deep.
"He had his mom. I'm sure he knows how to," I said, placing my palms gently on his cheek, trying to balance my thoughts.
Ace’s expression shifted, turning serious as he replied, “Trust me, Bonita, if he did, he wouldn’t have hit you.” I could sense the protective energy radiating from him, which only intensified when he leaned down and began to pepper my lips with soft, quick kisses. Each tender peck made a huge smile blossom on my face, and in that whirlwind of affection, I felt a rush of warmth and wonder. I'd never received such a
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