Page 94 of My Mafia Queen

“I’ll never catch up to you.”

“You already have. You just don’t know it yet.”

I glance at him over my shoulder, and he stops, his hard flesh stirring inside me.

“Are you serious?”

He stares at me with bedroom eyes, a faint smile, and a playful look on his face.

“You’re trying to flatter me now.”

“No.”

“How could I catch up to you so quickly?”

“You already know what I like.”

“There are things you like, and I know nothing about them.”

“You know a lot if you acknowledge even the ones you don’t know.”

“What a wordplay.”

He seems amused.

“You don’t need to worry.”

He looks at my lips.

“You liked that I was a virgin.”

“Virgins are not my thing,” he says, throbbing inside me.

“Your cock begs to differ.”

He laughs, and I flash a grin.

“Do you remember what you told me?” I ask, my smile fading.

He gives me a thoughtful look.

“When you flat out rejected me. You said I would regret it. Or that I would hate you… I don’t remember the exact wording.”

His smile dies out.

“Everything I said stands true, and what happened this evening proves my point. Something similar could happen again.”

He has a stern look on his face, and that’s not what I had in mind when I mentioned that.

I just wanted to see how he felt about me.

I know that he wanted to do good by me when he rejected me. Do the honorable thing. But that’s not always possible, is it?

“I don’t care…” I murmur. “What might happen in the future is irrelevant. Aside from that, it’s too late to think in those terms since we are bound to each other.”

He rocks his hips again, the ghost of a smile unsettling his lips.

“Why did you mention it then?”

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