Page 32 of My Mafia Queen

Is it wise?

No.

It’s stupid and irresponsible in a way.

She’s too young for a man like me. She knows nothing. And she’s too young for this life.

She won’t stay.

And I’ll get mad. And I might get crazy for her. And bad things might happen.

She knows all that.

I know that.

And neither of us cares.

My hand goes straight into the back of her hair, and she instantly shivers.

And I haven’t even touched her properly.

Really touched her.

Put my lips on her.

Trailed her neck with my mouth.

Palmed her chest and wrapped my lips around her nipples.

Every inch of her wants to be discovered, teased, and showered with pleasure.

So far, she’s considered me in that way.

She must’ve thought about it or not thought about it.

We’ve tried to stay away from each other.

We did the right thing, yet we both knew deep down inside that it wouldn’t work.

We couldn’t stay away from each other for long.

Life, sometimes, likes to play dirty by tossing someone like her into my life.

I knew she could put a wrench into my plans. In any man’s plans. I knew it. I’ve seen see it.

And yet, I can’t help myself.

That’s why her dummy ex can’t stop looking for her, and Boris has made such a big fuss about her.

They all want to destroy her if they can’t have her. But they won’t because she’s mine. For now, at least.

The question is… What do I want?

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CARMINA

He setsmy skin aflame when he slides his fingers into the back of my hair, and sparks of electricity dot my scalp.

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