"Why do I have to choose huh? I want you, I want you, I want you and I also want you. I love all of you, don't make me choose. Because I can't. How does one choose between 3 mafia leaders and a bomb ass business woman huh? Tell me so I can. I love y...
His heart quickens as I place my head on his chest, holding him as assuring as I can. Few more minutes he hugs back and his heart rate slowers. I let out a happy sigh.
Slowly moving off him, letting out a hushed scream. I stepped on a glass, stupid fuck. Bending down to inspect my feet, I don't reach. Instead, I get picked up bridal style.
Looking at him, on his face. He seems calmer than before, cute in a sense.
He walks out of the room, breaking more glasses as he moves around.
Finally reaching my room, he places me on the bed. Inspecting my feet. He looks at me as if he's asking for permission. I just nod, he pulls out the glass as I hiss.
He takes care of the wound, wrapping my feet with a bandage. Which I would say is not needed but hey, who am I to talk? I'm in a room with a deadly looking man.
After being done, he stands up. He's obviously going to his room and it's smashed, I get it it's 2am but fuck it.
"Stay" I say almost whispering. He stands still, I climb off the bed. Holding his hand, I lead him to the other side of the bed.
I asher him to sit, he does. Taking off his shoes and socks. Placing them beside the bed, opening the bed fully. I lead him in, he listens.
I'm shook.
Covering him up with the duvet, I go to my side and get inside.
As awkward as I feel, I pull him close to me. Placing his head on my titties. This man is tall, I'm sure his feet are poking out of the bed.
Seeing him drift into sleep, I follow.
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Phone rings.
I take off my hand and inspect my side with my eyes closed, finally reaching it I tone down the volume. Feeling a heavy body on top of me, he's still here.
Checking my phone, it's my brothers. Fuck.
It's 11am, doesn't he have work or something? It's only Thursday.
Slowly trying to get him off, key word 'trying'. He's huge, I'm sure he's more than 200 pounds. He's huge, just muscles.
Guessing I'm a smooth fucker, I finally get off. Leaving his head on 2 pillows.
Finally being done showering, I get dressed. I have absolutely no where to go today.
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It's bloody hot so this can work. Tying up my sneakers, I kind of now love this new closet.
Walking out, I hear 3 voices manly voices. With Killian obviously
Finally making it inside the kitchen, opening the fridge the voices go shut.
