MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 88

Chapter 90: I Don't Share Bed

Chapter 90: I Don't Share Bed

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"Yes, he cares for me." I muttered.

My mind went back to last night when he stroked my hair until I almost fell asleep. What happened afterwards, I didn't think he meant to hurt me by leaving, not with the rugged look he had going in this morning. I guessed I had just gotten used to how Riccardo and Marshall were with me so I forgot how different Kingston was compared to them.

I

I talked with my mother for a long time, realizing how much I had missed hearing her voice. My mother was such a sweet and kindhearted woman, she always managed to put a smile on my face even when I was in a s**ty mood. She filled me in on my father, he had broken his ankle and none of them thought to tell me about it earlier. She said I shouldn't worry that he was in great hands. Still, I was going to send him a little get well package with his favorite treats. When my stomach started growling, we said our goodbyes and I went back to the kitchen to scavenge for food. It turned out, I didn't need it. Kingston was behind the oven, making something that smelled wonderful.

"You answered my call," I accused the second I saw him, not really all that upset.

His back was in front of me, letting me see his muscles back through the form-fitted shirt. He shrugged and turned whatever he was making on the skillet. "You told me to." He mumbled.

I gasped, I really and because I thought he wouldn't answer the phone in a million years. That was what I got for underestimating him.

"And you talk to my mother?" It was more of a statement but he still answered:

"Yes.

you introduce yourself as my boyfriend?"

That was the part I couldn't understand. Why had he done that?

"Did you want me to tell her that I am your dominant instead?" He chuckled darkly, knowing I definitely wouldn't have wanted that.

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are you making?" I asked instead of answering his

to, the answer to his question was pretty oblivious, that was a big

of

her

To be honest, I thought he had staff for that especially after seeing where he

which didn't tell me much. I had never had

I said, leaning against the kitchen island and he looked over his shoulder at me. ever had it

but it

in his company. When it was all done, we sat down opposite each other. The only sounds were

make the food last night?" I asked as the question

as he nodded once but didn't say anything. He was making it a

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how to cook sometimes? I am more liable

I was a little

spend time together and get to know each other. I was desperate to connect with him outside the bedroom, hopefully, this could help with that. He looked uncomfortable but he didn't

all he said but I took

began after a couple of

did you leave

insecurities wouldn't let go of me

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but when he

restless sleeper, I would

my plate. I had a hard time opening up but I suspected he was

"It

me

with that kind of intimacy."

enough to make me relaxed. After that, he focused on his own plate,

talk about how those would affect work. Although I was afraid of his response to that, I would wear a pair of pants behind the bar if that meant he wouldn't get me fired. I didn't know what our policy was dating or being involved with a co-worker or worse a boss. "So.. are we

for

stop until I was completely full and couldn't handle one bite more. "What about it?" He asked as he had already cleaned his

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