"Tonight... it's just us," he whispered, his hand brushing a loose strand of your hair from your face. "No eyes. No interruptions. Just me... and you."
The air between you thickened as he leaned closer, and your pulse quickened. This was the moment you had feared, yet secretly longed for-the night where your worlds collided, and the mafia boss that had haunted your life became the man who could hold your heart in his hands.
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