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30: the depth of mafia prince| 18+

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YN'S POV 

He made me sit inside his SUV limo. I scootch over to get in on the spacious seat where, even if I lie down, there will still be space for at least three. I sat on one of the plush seats, taking in the luxurious surroundings of the car's interior.

 As I looked around, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the extravagance on display. The leather upholstery on the seats was a deep, rich mahogany color, and it felt smooth and velvety to the touch. The carpet underfoot was thick and soft, and there were small, hidden LEDs in the floorboards that lit up in swirling patterns of blue and purple.

The air was filled with the faint scent of leather with his own rich musk scent, along with a hint of something more exotic and expensive. At the end of the cabin was a minibar, stocked with an impressive array of high-end liquors and spirits. I shiver as the cold air of the air conditioner hits my bare face. 

He always uses this car when he has to go somewhere far off or when he has to go to the airport. Did he directly come here from the airport? 

"Did you come directly from the airport?" I ask, tilting my head to look at him, but my breath hitches when I see his eyes on me like a predator. unlike earlier there was no mask on his face now, bare and emotionless, yet his eyes were telling a whole different story.

He tilts his head, almost in a mocking manner, and nods. Hands move to undo his tie without taking his eyes off. "What?" I patted myself for not stuttering but pushed the saliva in my dry throat when he raised his eyebrow. 

"you really don't know? or are we still playing pretend?" he asked with cocky grin, tossing the tie on seat, he closed the black glassed window which was giving the view of chauffeur and robert before turning his eyes back tone. 

 "I d-don't know what are you talking about?" he chuckled sending tremors through by body, my breath hitches when he moved closer tone my face making me lean back on seat. 

"ofcourse you don't, honey," he teased cockily, my cheeks flushed as I looked away but he grab my jaw while rubbing his gloved thumb on my lower lip, that's when I realise, it was trembling. 

The air shifted in more intimidating way with his presence and spicy cologne he was wearing on his trailored grey suit. 

"Let me enlighten you, then." I gasp when I was pushed back on seat. i close my eyes shut expecting hit on my head but his hand cup the back of my head while other grab my thigh to pull me down completely.

I looked at him in shock when he hovers over me like predretor making me feel like trapped goat. 

my words died down hearing that deep cold tone further, "what's with that little attitude on call?" I shudder and squirm when his hand teasing slips inside my frock. I narrow my eyes and shot him glare remembering that, "I wanted to study."