The Mafia's Undercover Princess

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same time heavy. I spent most of the ride stealing glances at him, trying to read his face, but it was unreadable. I kept rehearsing his addre

lack remote. He pressed a button in the remote, and I watched as the gate slowly slid open t

from the car, and my jaw mig

to dominate the entire space. It was a modern duplex, but it didn't

ting sun like glass eyes. The compound was huge, with trimmed hedges bordering both sides and a marble walkway

fountain in the middle of the roun

best houses I've ev

n. The man has taste, a

and who he really was. There was nothing suspicious from the outside. No guard

gui

cis

olice were on their payrolls. Everything

e noticed the demeanor I had, with

," I said as I shut the door of the first space we

ng around to my side. "Let's

eal?' I thought to myself, befo

wed behind, unsure if I was supposed to admire the place or remain alert. Inside what he referred to as the 'main house,' was no

I trailed behind. We stopped a

bedroom. You'll be s

s made m

asked, turning

, but I wasn't su

rcastic version of my own tone, and t

s eyes were too focused. Like he was seeing something in

hat coming. My

nst my hair. A shiver crawled down my spine, and I hated that it wasn't entirely from fear.

he leaned in, close enough to graze his lips against my throat. The slight care

like him, someone who is very domin

n't done anything except smell fantasies. To think that he hadn't even touched me fully,

sked quickly with a shaky

y bath? I am

eeling that way, but if that's what it's required to ta

line up my arm this time. I could bet he saw the fear in my e

smooth, and so it sent

arily scared. But he was triggeri

on-I had avoided intimacy. That had been my first and only time. I was young and dr

till now, I haven't been able to come across the father of my child. Not to tal

uline necklace, my son has it

myself in a closed space with a m

w here

of the million inappropriate thoughts flooding my mind and n

, my Cinderella?" he asked sudde

"Nothing,"

could feel the heat rising, and the

around the room-massive king-size bed, dim lights, floor-to-ceiling curt

ng back. "And from the look of things, there are a l

said coolly, not even blinking. "And your opinio

ould you say that? I don't belo

rd me, his face seemed ev

re mine. That implies I own you, but not lik

nd locked e

ention of ever letting another man have you. So yeah, maybe it sounds po

like he had just said the most

and steady, and leaned in again. His gaze was

my throat like a predator marking ter

just so you're clear-I won't share your kiss

n oath? A warnin

d. Was he serious? Or j

s? This felt like a military rule disguised as affecti

en know me before now. What if I had a boyfriend?

n't need to look that way," he said. "When I want