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“Stop being a coward, Dante,” she spit out softly in his direction. “It’s high fucking time.”
“She comes with me.”
Morana: My vagina just became off-limits to you. His reply came almost immediately. Tristan: ? Question mark. He’d sent her a damn question mark. She was seething. Morana: Not that it matters. Your regular would be more than happy to welcome you in her bed, I’m sure.
#dramatic all cause she’s jealous
“Good evening,” she replied quietly. “I’m Leo Mancini,” the man said, smiling. Morana looked him up and down, her eyes narrowing. “Are you the Mancini who likes to rape his wife or is that a poorer relation of yours?” The man, who had been smiling until that point, lost his manners.
Claims to be a genius
“That’s the name you’re going to be screaming for a long time, Ms. Vitalio. Remember it.” “Stop talking and fuck me then, Mr. Caine,” she challenged.
She babbled in her head, sure. All the time.
No joke
His big, rough hands more at ease with handling lethal weapons slowly wiped over her cheeks, gently, like he was afraid of applying too much pressure. She rubbed her skin more when she removed her makeup.
She took a shower and went to bed. How did she still have makeup on?
Morana kept her attention on the screen, her gaze flying back and forth over the words, saving and discarding data at a speed that marked her as a genius.
Lmfao surree
