His Mafia Princess

y he smiled at me. I missed the warmth of his hand on my neck from just a moment ago. Here I

ck around and w

on you, I've been committing you to memory. I have never once forgotten how beautiful you

your friend, Scott. Friends move away. Friends g

I wanted so badly to tell him, but at this poi

looking like I'd just

near perfect GPA. Does he know that? You're the world's worst barista, but you keep getting jobs at coffee shops. Does he know that? The closest thing you've ever come to seeing a rom com is literally The Dark Knight Trilogy. Does he know that? You think ice cream cakes are

tional. He was staring right back. He was my best friend. Knowing all of these things about me was nothin

voice almost a plea. "If he doesn't know a

ould have done. Leaving was always going to be h

his hands into mine. "He

thers are simply unavoidable. We were d

before my eyes closed and our

his again and again. In the back of my mind, I could hear applause. His tongue slipped into my mouth and I actively resisted the thoughts gradually trickling back into my mind. He pulled me clos

nections baby. Back to you, Sandy," he

slowly filling my lungs. The first thing I saw, post kiss, was Scott t

time in a different way. I walked over

have any idea what you just did?" I yelled at him, the

ratings?" Kenny

us and taking me aside. "Look, it's not

trying to ignore the anger t

s in the making and he t

't know. "My fiance is the son of the second most powerful don in America and I was just se

I was an alien actively

what? You'