Twisted Loyalties

ing serious

e duplex as he had a heated ar

his father's mouth. He was visib

e rubbed his templates

f making my own damn decisions. I alread

yet sprinkled with a

s face evident of indifference.

of an elite Mafia doesn't mean y

beard and continu

e blind date is tomorrow. Either you act like a sm

the door. His steps casual. As he was

fail me,

he didn't want to disappoint his father, but he could not stoop as lo

the cold streets of Brooklyn. His entourag

ough he was the most important and relevant person

caled his muscular frame. He exchanged glances with a

oung lady bumped into him. Drake

breasted, her hips wide and her

mmers. Her emerald eyes glowing in

ver had he seen such beauty. He was abo

? You nearly k

s not the first time

ve. I was distrac

the lady. Her face transition

start

ssumed she was a prostitute. With that thought

h

face as a faint hand print was plastered on his

shut! Have yo

p came crashing down on hi

ll me a slot! Do I look l

d back by his entourage. Carefully, the

still pissed off greatly

sports car and drove steadi

ady that he was expected to marry . Then

es widened