Unprotected with the Mob Boss - A Mafia Romance

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still

the steam from the bathroom creeps out.

s wearing a smile that might be considered seductive by some.

e on her, waiting on a reply. Her tongue flicks over her bottom lip. Her hands curve arou

she really saw the kinds of games

ound two," she purrs. "I bet you can

ait. I pick up her dress and throw it at

essed a

her weight. She rubs her hands down from her breast

enough rooms that we could be having sex for hours. I just want t

n, oozing sex f

stare

list?" I snap aft

ping down to her sides. "W

k for another

in confusion. "I told you

coming to my house? Is the

a high-pit

urprised. You've got that boxer's body, you k

ded eyes. "I just thought I could see your house, that's all. If you don't

act is endearing, but I don't care what you want. I didn't get to where I am by catering to

n they do, her smile slips away like I slapped

s, yanking her dress on over her

which only pisses her of

to the left as she throws the bottle. The bottle slams against the bathroom doorfra

ou. I'm going to tell them all what a cold, sexist, self-absorbed asshole you are. I'm

things about me. And if you knew which parts

t to t

en I don't even blink, she

o take a swing. I grab her wrist

drops her gaze and her hand relaxes. I let he

t a single chip out of it. I pour a glass and take a s

hine through. Other people might call it beautiful. All I see is territ

be under somebody's thumb

e

ightstand, sliding it into m

ouple walking by lift their half-empty

the man bellows drunkenly. His g

ake the stairs down

oom shakes the floor. When I step into th

eam Mariya's Revenge vodka. But all of the models dressed in shades of tangerine look repulsive under the lights. I should have kept a c

. His baby face and spiky hair seem f

he says. "And quite the party. Y

lly. "Maybe you should be

anor of a businessman. W

tely,"

he's

age to be throwing parties all the

partying consistently. That can

you for letting us sponsor you for the cycling championship." A tray of vodka shots stops by us. I take

I down them both before finding anoth

asks, looking at me through a fan of eyel

e vo

wn on her face before she

ell me, Lev: when you get to your particular tax bracket, do

he CEO of Everything Ice, comes barreling

siness to such a success in a short amount of time. As someone who's been in this business for quite a while, I can certainly say you have a one-of-a-kind mind. With that mind and my vision, we could develop something truly great

al. Then I send him off with a curt handshake and a vague promise to connect in the coming weeks, though I have absolutel

anding and smiling through gritted teeth. I take shots with anyone I talk to for more than a couple of minutes and keep hoping that more