If you only knew

Finally sitting in the plane, I took out my favorite book. It was a mafia romance book. Some people find it weird that I read those, but mafia books are actually my favorite. After a while I noticed from the corner of my eye a silhouette, definitely a man, sitting right next to me. Soon I could feel his gaze on me and my book. Normally it wouldn't bother me, but his gaze was so intense it made a rush of heat run through my body. I could feel my heart beat a little too fast, that I even started feeling a slight pain in my chest. But then something unexpected happened. The man beside me leaned forward and started whispering something that caused my heart to completely stop beating for a second. "I don't know why these books romanticize mafia bosses, but I can surely tell you that in reality, we're not that nice sweetheart"