HEART FULL OF SCARS(MAFIA 18+)

pnotic eyes, didn't leave hers as he

tingly, but she couldn't seem

d cut-disappeared next to reveal bronzed bare skin, a broad, well-defined chest, chiseled biceps, and a perfec

began unhooking his black leather belt. Slowly and a litt

ker reachin

finger on the tri

in

lster and a gun, previously hi

his forehead, Pamela barked at him, "Lay

is pistol on the ground. He used the bottom of his shoe to slide it towards her, and, as th

ries

imeter

ary g

tured i

is weapon of

the exact same gun. Highly reliable and accurate, the Beretta 92 was one of her favorites. T

aze floated towards her gun. "You and I

had noticed her

ant ba

ust me now

n his direction. "Not unti

essary to remove them? You

know for sure, though? What if you are hidi

wled d

ext second, he was standing before her in nothing but his black boxer b

ked towards his crotch fo

, but there was a prominent and definitive bulge between his legs.

a

ly averte

you see?" the man asked wit

double meaning tucked

d softly

y: She liked that he was in a state of helplessness. She also l

ta from his head, but sh

e asserted, "Thank you for your cooperation. I su

you ready to discuss yo

untered, "I still hav

passed over his hands

many qu

rather

hen I know what th

mm

r being curious when a strange man with a gu

armchair. "Fair enough. Ask your ques

eyes we

cted him to com

om Marseille who had called her a 'bitch' and patted her

that he was probably the kind of man w

put himself at her mercy

h

wing set Pa

air, away from her, with his brawny arms draped on the armrests, and his thick, muscular thighs were splayed in the way men always like to take up more space tha

pped toward

ng as fuck. The room was definitely growing warm. Pamela struggled to stay focused on interrogating him, to remind herself

ed quietly, "Let us start with

Brian. Bri

aige,

only an alias or if it wa

nd me in Lisbon

med me of your

pression da

ed her, "the man works for me.

abriel had shared with Mr. Craige re

anted more answers. With renewed determina

You were Mr Anthon

rre

ou had full-time access to him, so,

clients seek your services," he exp

er mind dove furthe

the ang

Anthony's bodyguard-only to make it easier

her an enemy of Mr. Anthony or working direct

the bush when she inquired

ortance," Mr.

seek to gain from

frustration, "

"I am working for

ie

want," Mr. Craige

want to answer this

ction, "Who are you hiding from, then?

ted look. "Everyon

f you felt the need to hide behind Gabriel Nadia and

value discretion.

ting

you. I hate incompetence, and I do not work with fools. If you failed to kill Anthony in Marseille, then I would not be sit

best to embody Adele Jack that night, you were

ed. "Co

fucking around with me the whole time!

g around with you anymore. I am ver

Pamela scof

ared a

at her with a

f our interactions that night," Mr. Craige murmured a

g to the certain part of that night when h

ently, "Eyes up

his gaze snapped up to a

ht be-a reluctant smile crept across her face. The man intrigued her, plain and simp

ory seemed to

ves were as straightforwar

een interviewing her t

good at her j

other discrepancy

thoughtfully. "I cann

fit into h

mpted,

ld have very easily discussed these matters on the phone.

ace flattened a

la's turn to pro

thing else you

O

o Lisbon entirel

ews was disappointing to her.

r Tony Chu

dn't regist

nfusion as she repea

explained, "that night in Marseille. Unlike m

ale-faced, ugly fuck.

bled, "what Mr Chuck

one who offed Anthony. He came to Lisbon

gasped,

ed through

her travel plans through Gabriel, but how

ad here, and she inten

Craige assured her

e

she gasp

for her liking, "in your bathroom. About ten

gan to piece the chaotic

ite first, possibly, to torture her for q

to strike at Tony before

: Why had Mr. Craige gone through so m

trying to prevent her from dropping Gabriel Nadia's name

nds in dark places that Mr. C

ly looking out for number one, and it ha

ies at this moment. She couldn't dwell on them much longe

nde, ugly,

hat there is a dead body in the ba

is boxer briefs, he affirme

u