Twisted Loyalties
ing serious
e duplex as he had a heated ar
his father's mouth. He was visib
e rubbed his templates
f making my own damn decisions. I alread
yet sprinkled with a
s face evident of indifference.
of an elite Mafia doesn't mean y
beard and continu
e blind date is tomorrow. Either you act like a sm
the door. His steps casual. As he was
fail me,
he didn't want to disappoint his father, but he could not stoop as lo
the cold streets of Brooklyn. His entourag
ough he was the most important and relevant person
caled his muscular frame. He exchanged glances with a
oung lady bumped into him. Drake
breasted, her hips wide and her
mmers. Her emerald eyes glowing in
ver had he seen such beauty. He was abo
? You nearly k
s not the first time
ve. I was distrac
the lady. Her face transition
start
ssumed she was a prostitute. With that thought
h
face as a faint hand print was plastered on his
shut! Have yo
p came crashing down on hi
ll me a slot! Do I look l
d back by his entourage. Carefully, the
still pissed off greatly
sports car and drove steadi
ady that he was expected to marry . Then
es widened