• [Mafia forbidden Love series]👇
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Min Vanilla is the daughter of the leader of the largest American mafia in the country. Although she knows her father is a cruel man outside of their home, she has never seen that side of hi...
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Valen made it known that he would be extending his stay while covering for my relationship with his twin. Putting him up in the west wing, Vanilla and I allowed him to settle in and unpack his belongings. Vanilla was nearly bursting with excitement and while I was happy for her happiness, I couldn't help but feel disappointed that all of her attention was no longer on me, which only brought me to the question: What are we? I separated from the little minx and changed into some workout clothes from my bedroom, needing some time on my own to think. Once I got to the in-home gym, I plugged the earphones into my cell and used a playlist off of YouTube, pulling my hair in a bun at the crown of my scalp. After an hour on the treadmill, I shifted to cleans and shoved a hundred-pound weight on each side before beginning. The song shifted to a faster pace beat and I went along with the music, swinging the bar up and under my chin before letting it fall to the ground; repeat. After twenty of these, I pulled the weights off and started toward the dumbbells. Pulling the fifties out, I worked my left arm and then the right, alternating between the two. I closed my eyes to focus on the pain of my muscles being worked, the music pulsing into my eardrums.
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A small pair of hands wrapped around my chest and I dropped the bells, the feeling of her fingertips drifting up my abdomen made my mind clear. I didn't care what we were, I just wanted her all to myself, mind, body, and soul. All of it. I wanted her marked with my name and I wanted to bare hers. A connection like this was nothing I ever imagined, she was a poison and an antidote all in one. I would risk anything for this girl and it scared the hell out of me. Opening my eyes, I watched her hands slide up my shoulder and slowly work at the tense muscles, earning a low groan from my lips. Her hands were suddenly missing from my body and my body went cold without her warm touch. Turning in her direction, she was already walking toward the leg press. Adding almost two- hundred and fifty pounds to the machine, she sat at an angle and began pumping her thighs from a crouched stance to completely straight legs.
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