Falling For The Mafia

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The instant her wonderful blue eyes caught mine, I kn

gloomy underworld. It was selfish and risky

o refuse, as if she were lured by the same magnetic pu

dismissed her. She may be able to avoid scarring her flawless comple

ed. My being in any kind of relationship with her may be dangerous. She would be the one

e for fancy drinks; owner didn't mind serving alcohol to minors; paid me in cash, beneath the table. I liked that I could hide my true identity in this position. There was no paper t

ld never comprehend the dirt and grime of my world, a

ou never know when the past will come up with yo

loved ones' lives would be at jeopardy if

r. She was beautiful, but that wasn't the only thing that captivated me about her. Her long lashes were down to

all the feminine attributes that appealed

p to get into my bed, and my family had more money than we could ev

reviously. To be honest, I'd never

desire for me was not motivated by anything other than our mutual attraction. The explanation for this is obvious: anim

lt that comes with having the b

ed the unattainable notion of dating her like I was a regular guy with an unremarkable history. Ra

my opinion, she was an angel from heaven who had a lovely, pleasant existence. I was envious of her and really wanted to be with her

o her, I was unsure of how much longer I c

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blare of hip-hop music eventually subsided. As a person who has experienced this phenomena before, I found it to be really engaging. Havin

nd leaned forward Nicola. Before his pressing complimentary bev

s could easily order drinks. I'm not typically the kind to wink and smile her way into free drinks, but something