ARIA'S POV
"Here's your breakfast, my little doll." Damiano passed me orange juice and cookies.
I took it from him with my eyes fixed on the floor.
Who knows what else he'll do?
Kill me, maybe.
I shivered at my own thought and quickly tried to remove that thought from my head. What he did yesterday was definitely not what I expect him to do today. I am literally scared of him.
Curse to my stupid crush. It was so naive of me to think that Mafia could ever be nice, he is everything but that.
"Forgive me my doll," he said
I had an urge to roll my eyes but somehow I control otherwise who knows he might grab me by my neck once again.
"Okay, here's the deal ask me whatever you want I'll give it to you, will you then forgive me?"
Wow and that's exactly what I wanted right now.
"I am bo
