MY Possessive Mafia Men

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MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 120: You Never Bore Me

Chapter 120: You Never Bore Me

Angelia

I was about to say f*** the date and jump his bones when he gave his trademark smirk.

"You look even better in that dress than I envisioned." He said huskily.

"Of course, it looks even better sliding off your body but I can wait."

Well I couldn't wait, d****it. I felt like he had dangled a perfectly cooked steak in my face the entire day While I was starving and then denied me the food. Did I just compare him to food? I am just a weirdo. "What are you laughing about?" He asked curiously.

He had moved closer to me without me even noticing and was now standing in front of me. I had to crane my neck so I could talk to his face rather than his chest.

"I was just thinking about about something." ." I said and shook my head at my silly thoughts.

"You really don't want to know." I added and he leaned down towards me and whispered.

"No," his breath fluttered over my lips as he spoke, he was close enough to kiss.

"No?" I said back, desperation for him seeping into my voice.

bad." He

your heels and let's go on

towards the heels he had picked out for

and his laugh told me he

as we left the house

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I was with them. They always left me wondering what would happen, still I couldn't complain either. It was

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are we doing

are here for our date, of course." He winked, basically giving me

magnificent and ranging from huge to massively huge beasts of boats. I was speechless, I could only accept his hand when he had gotten out of the car and opened the door for me. He led

still stumped me every time I saw proof of their wealth. It was such a world away from my ordinary life and it wasn't even funny. We stopped in front

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"Yes, it is."

Yes,

reaction while I took in the

He nod

liked that we were living completely different lives, we were literally worlds apart and yet, we found each other against all odds. A millionaire and a broke-ish university student, books were written about people like us. That

"Come on, let's get on board." he helped me on

to it. Aside from the brown oak, light beige was used to brighten up the room and it looked fancy and expensive but also beautiful. I could also see a dining room in the same color scheme, the dinner table had seats

me and I squealed as he lifted me onto his lap,

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