The Family (Mafia Romance) 1-3
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. There was a fire in her now and I wasn't sure I liked it. It might be inevitable that she had hardened, and she hadn't k
parting. One day she was in town and the next time I had opened my eyes
en she had been all I could think about. The gorgeous Keeley. Pet angel of the Savage Sons. Everyone p
as too good f
to be. I wanted her to be the same girl I had met back th
e was something in his eyes that made them twinkle. Usually that light only came out to
k, it meant Keeley was there. Under my roof. So
did though. Luis had to g
y that she had a boyfriend. In my head she had stayed pure. Because to me s
both ready for bed. Hell, she's still read
asked me such a personal q
o fuck her, but there has to be ea
why I was explaining myself to him. But I didn't want to admit that he had hit the nail on the head. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to possess he
makes
mmed down. "Wha
us could be that calm when they are plucked from their bed. Plus there's what she as
o my dark hair as I wa
called
made
G. I'm guessing th
uld call me and I would come running. Maybe it made me a fool, one she knew she had wrapped around
me t
asked for her to be placed in the living room. The big one with the wrap
was standing guard and making sure she didn't try and run. I swept throu
the strap of her tank top had fallen over one shoulder. She was nervous. I could tell by t
beautifu
ke to take a
and perfectly plump lips fell open as she cau
e whirled, her hands closing into fists at her sides. I don't know why my
ou
myself. "Me. Are you gla
dyguards stepped forward but I waved the
eave me alone? What did
her shampoo filling my nostrils. It had been years since I'd had the chance to smell her.
e space to find yourself." Forcefully, I pulled her into my chest. "But imagin
er arm from my grip and stepped away from me, putting some
because that's what everyone called me or anyone else that worked for my organisation. We were The Fami
the sectional. The part that put her farthest away from me. I closed t
up at me. Her blue eyes dared me to do something. I just wasn't sure what. "I was trying to get a j
on I didn't employ you. Why ar
f us were born into big, bad crime families." No one e
pointed out. I would have helped her o
I don't want their handouts." Her eyes las
as it had been when I had first met her. But I had to touch her. "And why doesn't your boyfriend look after you, Keeley? What kind of man doesn't su
r took me b
her throat. She was Keeley, and that gave her some privileges because
ou still can't let me be, can you? It was an
nough to cause her breath to hitch. Leaning over, I brushed my lips against he
ave me al
she pouted. With my hand still wrapped around her throat, I moved in front of her. She leant back to
e, then believe me, I will find a better use for your lips." I dropped my forehea