MY Possessive Mafia Men

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MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 100: Don't Stop, It Is Perfect Chapter 100: Don't Stop, It Is Perfect Riccardo iccardo At noon, Marshall and Angelia still hadn't woken up, the kitchen smelled of hash browns and eggs. There were cherry tomatoes in the oven and avocado cut and ready on four plates. It was all Kingston's doing and I couldn't wait to eat. It wasn't until often I got food made by my friends but it made it that much better when I finally did. Although I was sure he had done this for Angelia than Marshall and I. T

I knocked on the door to the playroom before opening it to find them in the same position they had been. She was still sleeping on Marshall's chest. Walking inside, I stroked her arms and woke her up gently. The touch made her eyes open and my chest swelled up with warmth at how she looked. Having just woken up, there were no barriers in her eyes, no insecurities or overthinking going on in that beautiful mind of hers. "Breakfast is ready." I whispered and leaned down to give her a quick kiss on her forehead.

The move was instinctual and not something I even registered doing before I had done it, she smiled at me sleepily and made a cute sound.

"Wake Marshall up and get your a**s to the kitchen." I winked and left them alone.

Kingston had already served enough food for two men on each plate by the time I got back, groaning at the smell, I sat down.

"I have really missed your cooking, dude." I said as I stared at the food in front of me.

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d a hard time not reaching for the knife and fork but I wanted to wait until Angelia got here. I didn't much care about the manners around Marshall so if she got here first, I would start eating before he showed up. Luckily, I didn't have to wait for long, she walked in front of Marshall, though walking was a nice way of putting it. She was more sta**red and winched every step she took. She had to be sore from last night, that thought made my d** twitch in my pants. Her hair was damp as if she had taken a quick shower. She was wearing one of Marshall's t-shirts and nothing more. Both Marshall and Kingston had some spare clothes in their room here just in case they had a sleepover. Marshall didn't do that often but since Kingston lives a mile away, it was always convenient for him to crash here if it was too late to drive home. My eyes took her in greedily, she looked good in that t-shirt. It was a little see through, showing just a hint of her curves she had hidden under it. Her dark hair had been put up in a high ponytail, displaying a makeup free face. Our girl looked like the most beautiful woman at least to

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seat beside me and inhaled the delicious aroma that steam from her plate.

surreal how perfect she fit in with us. These guys were more like my brothers and we were used to each other but I had always been curious how it would be like if we ever brought someone else into the fold. We had known that it would eventually happen, seeing as we had agreed to share a slave but I could have

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the easygoing chill person who could crack a ease the tension in a room. Kingston, well, he was practically the opposite. His sullen mood usually made people weary. And me, I was the one who took control over any situation. Angelia's presence made our difference

get used to waking up to this kind of food." She commented as she enjoyed

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would purposely spend quality time with someone who wasn't us and do something so mundane. He wasn't one to spend time with people, except Marshall

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grip he had on his spoon. I knew it wasn't easy for him

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sat down on the couch between Kingston

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worry, he will be back after the

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