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Falling for a Mafia

She stood nervously opposite this grey eyes delinquent. No matter how hard she tried to avoid him, he’s always coming back to her. Her breath hitch the more he leans closer to her. He smells so good, so she thought. Her back lean against his desk as her eyes lock with his. He was something words can’t describe. “Why are you scared of me, Ariel ?” “I’m not..” she stuttered. She seems to lose her breath at just his sight. “What if I kiss you right now ?” He asked and that seems to make her heartbeat skip. They were inch apart and all she could feel is his hot breath against her neck. “I’m not feeling very well…” he told her trailing his fingers on the naive brunette. “Why are you telling me this ?” “I want you to be my nurse. Kiss me till I feel better. Or maybe…” He whispered leaning closer to her so she could feel him. “Babysit me tonight..” .••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She is the good girl. She is no different from a boring introvert. She likes to read and stay indoors. One dream she’d always loved was going to nun school. Being a sister and serving in a convent. She was about taking her vows in church, but all her dreams went down the drain when her male best friend stole everything away from her. Tearing away her holy garment as he stole her innocence. She hated herself, she hated her life and she despised her family. They despised her more for making them lose their positions in the church. And that seems to break her down. She hated her world and maybe men. Just when she was picking up her broken life, Gray Carter walks into her life. But what happens when his world is filled with mysteries and secrets?

Areum · Urban
Not enough ratings
207 Chs

Chapter 161 II

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We hastily shut the door without our lips separating from our desperate make out. I struggle with his jacket and shrug it out of of his body. I fondle with the buttons of his dress shirt as we kiss. He runs his fingers up my thighs to the inside of my dress. He grips my booty and i moan in his mouth. I’m still stuck with the second button since we aren’t breaking out from our intense make out.

He helps me with his buttons as he uncuff the buttons on his wrist. I quickly help him out of his shirt as we go back to kissing. My hands roam his body as I feel each muscles and abs. Damn, who made this man. I run my fingers down his body as I remove his belt and toss it away. He stops kissing as his eyes watches mine. He grips my zipper and slowly zip it down my back. He slides the strap down my shoulders and i let it fall to the ground. I step out of my dress as he looks down at my body. I’m braless just with panties. Thong for that matter.