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All Chapters of The Mafia King is... WHAT?! : Chapter 11 - Chapter 12
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Cat & Mouse Pt. 3
The Mafia King is... WHAT?! /DameButterfly
A kiss. One of the sweetest treasures in the world. Especially when both parties were into it.Something so simple and delicate could transport someone to a magical land. Whether it was electric sparks and wildfires or cotton candy and unicorns, it was always addictive and intoxicating. It doesn't have to be anyone special, just as long as they are into it and know how to use their lips. At least for Honey, that always was the case. Until a sandy-haired puppy came along. Long lashes fluttered open as amber orbs glanced up through hooded eyes. He was into it, wasn't he? The look of pure bliss and the scent of lust confirmed as much for her. As did the way Don devoured her mouth with his tongue. She could hardly breathe when she released her dark red abused lips, yet her mind was miles away even as he caught her gaze.So why wasn't it there? That pleasurable spark sent tingles down to the heels of her shoes. "What are you thinking so hard about right now?" The words spoken in an allu
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The Mafia King is... WHAT?! /DameButterfly
Honey found herself taking steps two at the time as she made her way up the staircase that lead to the elegant penthouse that she called home. The late hour and darkness that made it hard to see beyond her nose didn't lessen the spring in her step. The spring had less to do with spending the last three hours with Don (not that the man wasn't a good time) but more to do with the sandy-haired stranger. The boy came back. Precisely as she had expected he would. One kiss was all it took, and she had already started to draw him in. Honey tossed her keys into the bowl by the door and kicked her shoes off inside the front door. She barely remembered to latch the deadbolt as she went to the kitchen. Her mind was too full of cotton candy kisses and soft green eyes to focus on much else. It had only been one short kiss, but she hadn't been able to get the taste out of her mouth.She pulled a shot glass from one of the cupboards and grabbed the bourbon from the liquor cabinet. 3 a.m. wasn't th
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