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Even with the angry frown on his face, he looks like he just stepped out of an Armani billboard. Dark jeans mold to his thick legs, and a black button-up shirt stretches over his muscular chest with his sleeves rolled up, revealing tattoos on his forearms.
what good is it being part of a powerful mafia family if you can’t kill random people for pissing you off?
I haven’t fucked a virgin in a long time, and she looks most assuredly like one.
Because if she knew what I have in mind, she would be running away from me as fast as she could.
The moment you let people in, you open yourself to being vulnerable.
Someone’s going to take advantage of her. And I already know I want that someone to be me.
the light in the back makes it look like she is glowing like the fucking angel she is.
Want to lie down with me? We could talk.” I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. Talk? I want to fuck her six ways to Sunday.
Would she let me touch her if she knew I killed someone with these hands mere hours ago?
“I want to fuck you,” I tell her as if she doesn’t already know.
“I want you to fuck me,” she whispers back, making my cock jump to attention.
But the thought of some other man being inside her makes me crazy with jealousy, and I have to fight to swallow back some demanding questions on the tip of my tongue.
“In fact, I might forbid you from wearing them around me altogether. I prefer you like this. Bare. Naked for me.”
“Never be ashamed around me,” I tell her. “Never.”
“It’s not over until I fill you, Hazel.”
I’m good at shutting off my feelings if I have to, but something about her has me opening up and feeling for her to the point of no return.
I wish I would have been there every time she felt lonely and unloved. I wish I could have protected her from everything she has been through.

