When Lauren, daughter of one of Americas most notorious gangsters, is kidnapped by his rival Jason McCann, neither one of them could have imagined that they would have fallen for the other.
"This is the kitchen" he said, leading me into a beautiful room with marble countertops and black granite cupboards. Damn.
"What do you think?" He asked nudging me gently.
"It's alright" I shrugged,crossing my arms.
"Might want to close you're mouth sweetheart, don't want any files in there, do we?" He mocked
"Shut it, Mccann" I warned, rolling my eyes
"come on" he chuckled, winking down at me as we left the room. "The North lounge" he said leaning against the wall, his arm stretched on the opposite wall, hovering above my head.
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I scanned the room, my eyes widening at the view through the wide-spread window.
"Still don't like it?" He challenged, amusement laced in his voice. I rolled my eyes and sighed "ooohhhh frosty" he mocked
"You wanna see frosty" I challenged, crossing my arms as I followed him into the next room.
"The patio" he said, pulling open the sliding door.
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Wow" I whispered, a small smile making its way to my face.
"Oohh, was that a chip of ice that just fell off your shoulder" he mocked smirking
I flashed him a fake smile and stuck my middle finger up.
"Ouch" he chuckled, placing his hand on the small of my back, walking me back through the house
"North Wing basement" he said, flicking the small switch on, lighting up the room.
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