𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙀 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝙈𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏
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𝐿𝓊𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝒩𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓈 𝒟𝑒 𝐿𝓊𝒸𝒶 is known as the head of the De Luca mafia, a man whose name strikes fear across the criminal underworld. R...
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I stir awake, feeling a soft weight on my chest and an arm wrapped around my waist. My eyes blink open, and for a moment, I can't make sense of where I am or why someone's so close. There's warmth pressed against me—soft and unfamiliar. I frown, trying to piece together what happened last night.
Then, it clicks. Rosaline.
We were watching a movie after the wedding. I hadn't planned to fall asleep, but here we are, tangled together. I glance down and see her head resting on my chest, her arm loosely draped over me. Her face looks so peaceful, her usual lively energy completely still.
It's strange, seeing her like this—quiet, calm. I let my hand drift up to her hair, the strands soft between my fingers. For a while, I just sit there, running my hand gently through her curls, enjoying the silence.
It's a rare moment of calm, and something about it keeps me from moving.
Eventually, I feel her shift. Her breathing changes, becoming lighter, and I know she's waking up. I stop playing with her hair, my hand resting by my side, and watch as her eyes slowly flutter open.
Rosaline blinks, still drowsy, and as soon as she realizes we're cuddled together, her face flushes. She pulls away quickly, sitting up.
"I'm so sorry," she mumbles, not meeting my eyes. "I didn't mean to..."
I look at her, raising an eyebrow. "Hmm"
"I didn't realize we fell asleep like that," she explains, her voice small. "I didn't mean to..."
