Enzo I resist the urge to groan in annoyance from just the presence of Dasha. I thought she was done with all these mafia shit?She and I were friends and fuck buddies when we were young and stupid, any memory I have of her either includes sex, drugs, alcohol and more sex. We had finally agreed on ending whatever shit was going on between us when her marriage was arranged.I glanced down at Yanna, observing her. She looked taken aback from Dasha’s sudden confession but also annoyed at the fake attitude she was putting on. I grind my teeth tightly, resisting a smirk from appearing on my face.“Oh really?...” Yanna says as she looks up at me for confirmation.Squeezing her waist tightly, I pull her closer and stare into Dasha’s eyes with a blank expression. “We were fuck buddies and that was a long time ago, Dasha.”Her expression turns sour in an instant but she still puts on a tight smile to her lips and glance down back to Yanna who looked like she was holding back a laugh. That’s my
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