"You're joking." l said even though I could tell he wasn't smiling.
"No." he said, palming my face with his hands and we locked eyes.
" You know what I want, and you need my protection, so it's a win-win situation." he said, and I stood up and started pacing around.
I don't think he actually realizes what he's asking me because he's just not any guy.
We're talking about the heir to the whole mafia, and that would somehow make me the princess or queen, which is something I don't see myself doing.
I know I'm not in the position to judge him for being the mafia because unlike me who willingly killed somebody at least he was born into this life but I still can't live with something like that.
" There has to be something else. we could be friends with benefits or something but not marria
