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It was early morning and I was left in the bed, alone, again...

Armondo! Where is he?

He is wounded, he shouldn't be up.

I searched the house, looking for him.

I thought to myself, I should make him breakfast, he is wounded.

I headed to the kitchen, to find Armondo...

He has cooked an entire meal!

He is injured, how could he manage this?

I stood in the kitchen, quietly, secretly, enjoying the aroma of the delishous foods.

Armondo turned around,"Hey, beatuful!"

He rushed towards me with a heartwarming smile.

He picked me up, and spun me around in his arms.

It's like he never came home, injured, last night...

"I love a man around the kitchen."

He patted my head, gently, and turned back to the hot stove.

Again, he had pants, with no shirt. this time, he wore no apron.

" Your wounds healed fast."

I know they did not, I tried getting his attention.

He finished cooking and turned to me,"What was the most dangerous thing, you've experienced?"

Why did he ask me that?

I don't think there's a point in asking me.

"Huh?"

He repeated himself, this time, leaning over me, with his arms surrounding me...

I could not answer.

He knew that I was curious about what he does for a living.

He calmly says,"I am the biggest, boss of crime, here...."

Did he just say what I think he just said?

He is a Mafia boss?!

No wonder why he owns this place.

And the bodyguards!

It could not make more sence, now!

"I know you may hate me, now" he said

He is really punishing himself.

"I don't hate you.... it's quite the opposite..."

He just looked so relieved.

"Thanks for last night." he muttered

I had to care for him. I cared for him!

He Kissed me and tightened his grip around my waist. He wanted me, and he did not want to let go....
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He was so glad that I still cared for him, even though he is a Mafia boss.

I know we just met and all, but I could not really care less about it.

His grip loosened a bit around my waist, and he grazed my chin.

"You have to get dressed, we have a special day, today!" he said

What are we doing today? Does he have a surprise for me?

I returned back to the room to get dressed as he finished cooking breakfast. It felt so....unreal, right now, like I'm inside of a dream. If it is, I don't want it to be just a dream...I want it to be real!

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