Page 45 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

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ANDRE

‘What the fuck?”

I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face.

“I’d watch your language if I were you.” I couldn’t care less, if I’m honest, and my amusement is clear in my voice, but I’m still her boss, and I have a part to play here.

“Are you stalking me or something?” She looks around the office. “You can’t be in here.”

“Actually, I can.” I set my hands over what is now my desk.

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Now now, Miss Morano, is that any way to speak to your boss?”

Her pouty lips part in shock as she glances at the desk, empty of all personal details, and realization dawns on her face.

She takes a step back toward the door.

“Andre…” she whispers.

I bite back the groan wanting to rip out from me at the sound of my name on her lips, my cock already hardening as I take in her form-fitting black dress and her more natural make up. She’s beautiful, and my memories haven’t been giving her justice.

“Lila.” I lean back in the chair.

She is shaking her head. “No. You can’t. This is… You can’t be here.”

“I own the company.” I shrug.

Lila blinks.

I point to one of the black leather chairs opposite mine. “Why don’t you take a seat, and we can talk?”

Lila frowns, but she walks over to stand behind the chair before me to the right.

“You bought the company because I wouldn’t return your calls?”

I can’t help but chuckle.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Lila. I purchased the company because it was a good investment. The fact that you’re here is an added bonus.”

“What do you want from me?” Lila whispers, moving to sink into the chair.

Her shoulders slump, and up close I notice the dark circles beneath her eyes.

Has she not been sleeping too? Have I kept her up at night, plaguing her dreams as she has mine?

“Confirmation that you’re not planning on doing anything stupid.”

“You mean anything else? I already slept with you, so it’s a bit late for that.”

“You overheard me on the phone that night.” I wait for her to deny it.

From the way her cheeks pale even more, I have my suspicion confirmed, and I grind my teeth together.

“I want to make sure that conversation is going to stay private.”

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