The Mafia's Nurse

The Mafia's Nurse

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"What the fuck are you-" I stopped mid-sentence once I saw what they were staring at. James next to me whistles while Frankie mumbles a 'damn' under his breath as we stare down at her. This is not Nikki. Long silk brown waves cascade across the floor of the van as she breaths steady from her plump pink lips. Dark lashes kiss her pale white skin, and I resist the urge to run my knuckles down her cheek just to see if her skin is as soft as it looks. She looks like an Angel, in every sense of the word. Slowly my gaze found her name tag on her scrubs reading it after admiring her curves, "Theo?" I read, ignoring how right it sounded on my tongue. Where have I heard that name before? It's not a common name but I swear it sounded familiar. Book 2 of The Mafia's Obsession (not a series) An independently read!!
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Stella is in Spain on vacation with her best friend. She went to a club to have fun and to escape the stress but what happens when she meets the eyes of the owner? The cold-hearted mafia boss can't let her out of her sight all night long. She wants her and she is going to get her. That's what she thought. She didn't want the younger girl to know that she's in the mafia but that didn't last long. The moment Stella found out how dangerous Ximena is, she tries to escape. 𖧷𖧷𖧷 I walk faster, my legs trembling, panic surging anew. When i dare a glance over my shoulders, she's there-her silhouette stalking towards me with deadly precision. Run. My mind screams at me, and i break into a desperate sprint. But i don't make it far. Strong hands grab my waist, yanking me back with frightening ease. My body collides with hers, and im suddenly pressed against her chest, warm and unyielding. I struggle, twisting in her grip, but her hold only tightens. "I think we weren't finished in there, were we?" she hisses in my ear, her breath searing against the sensitive skin of my neck.

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