Sinful Desires: Taming The Cold Mafia Lord

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e pedestrians gave me curious looks as I weaved through them. My heart was thump

d have tracked me from the States to Spain,

minute I left the airport, I went to a Bureau de Change to get my currency changed

possible. I didn't mind living in a rat-infested place until I got a job

my shoulders. It was getting late, and I had found no cheap motel. I had

at me. Luckily, he didn't communicate in Spa

” I beamed at him, trying t

es body before he fastened his grey eyes on my honey-brown ones. “Mind where

He should be thrilled someone b

s. No matter where you are, the States, Europe, Africa, Asia, Au

what to do. Should I return to that £9 mot

aking way in hel

past a bistro. I placed my right ha

I smiled at the security guy by the door, and he m

lley. Since I was trying to save some cash, I planned to just

will start j

it would be more challenging because of the language impediment. I couldn'

aisle as I scurried over to the

my waist and glared hard at th

cted them to stack

eople who wanted something from the top? Could

m

I been eloquent in their language. It would be more

iptoe to take it, but

ck

gut as I helplessly flayed my arms. I expected to fall flat on the floor w

two,

resigned myself to fate, only to feel

f an unfamiliar man. They trailed down his face, noting the scar that ran down the right part of his face and

! Where the hell were

d muster. I staggered the moment he let go but righted my posture. “Do you think

ooking like he was barely holding himself from snapping. His eyes da

I yelled at him, not mindful o

oldly. He didn't speak a word, but hi

he ones I was trying to take. “Out of all the places to

s black turtleneck off —just kidding. The black slacks he had on did nothing to obscure the heavy outline between his leg

you saying? I was j

around me, pervert! Keep y

the energy bars I picked up, and stomped out of the convenience s