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39. TERROR

It was wild. The bump was fucking crazy. I couldn’t control myself and jumped right into his arms since it was so unexpected. To my own uttermost surprise, he didn’t even react. He was as calm as ever.

The suddenness left me shocked at his body even after the car balanced. A sheepish “Mi dispiace capo (I’m sorry Boss)” fell of the driver’s lips as he continued the journey, but I had yet to recover from the shock.

Several thoughts ran through my mind in those few minutes. His rock hard and broad chest accommodated my small frame perfectly as I arched my back, pushing my chest right into him.

My hand was solidly placed behind his head, pushing into the head of his seat. It was the reflex action of protecting myself from falling if the car happened to bump into another hole at that moment.

His eyes slowly opened when my hot breath grazed his neck. The sharpness of his subtle mustache was visible, sticking right into my face. All the features I had seen from afar just a few seconds ago we
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