Zoey's POV:
Again, he held my left hand and gave a small peck on my palm as he looked at me.
His looks literally said if I was his, he would savor me at this table.
I bit my bottom lips to consume that sound that was about to leave my mouth, when I think about the unholy things he would do to me now in this table, if I became his.
“Don’t do that” I heard Mr. Mafia growled as his eyes darkened.
I release my bottom lips and lick them to moist them as looking at Mr. Mafia eyes on my lips whole time as he clenched his fist as he tried to control himself from taking me here fully.
I never knew I had an ability to tease him like this.
I never in my life had expected to meet a person like him.
*growl*
OK, the second person who would betray me was always myself.
I can see his softening
