In Bed with the Mafia.

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upid, Wake

shut, as my hands rummaged through the confines of my bedside table. Finally, my fingertips felt

hate relationship between Sunday nights and Monday mornings. I turned off the annoying alarm, and swung my legs off the bed. I released a deep breath and summ

g to marry a billionaire, but I didn't care. I picked up

wakey,

was easily the sweetest thing that's ever happened t

e me come

. I re

ever happened to me. I said that before. I got ready for what I knew would be another hectic day at work. A

was around to give me a massage. I stopped dead in my tracks as I reached my door.

t it was gone, it was the fact that someone took the time to return the thread after entering my house. It was, however, pos

e hadn't even noticed the thread after dating me for five years. I dug my hands into my bag and brought out th

as possible. The light suddenly went on, but so did my knees int

out like a man falling off a cliff,

so sorry," I said, as

s obvious that he was anything but good. He finally summoned enough strength to stand straight. His

in. Five years, and I still wa

you forgot," I said, hittin

You mean the

d out the life from them. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," I blurted out, wrapping my arms around him. Guil

se people? I've neve

om people

g I knew about Aiden, it was his inability to socialize,

ve any friends. I had to rent some-just for the

one after the other and now it was just the two of us. What next

moment simply gazed into empty space. His han

t got here, I never th

ng he'd never be able to love again. I had heard that story a thousand times, and every

e knee. His gaze remained

as he

bilities. Slowly, he dipped his hand int

smile tugged at the edges of his lips, while my mind ran r

an resource man

it to you because I can't imagine life with anyone el

joy. I had told my dad that I'd have a normal

thought when three masked m

I jinx