Mafia's Precious Girl

"Tell me you don't love me."

My fingers tightened around his collar as I pulled him closer.

"Tell me you don't want me, Dave, and I'll leave."

His jaw clenched.

His eyes darkened.

But he didn't answer.

Because the mafia king who could destroy anyone without hesitation couldn't bring himself to destroy me.

I have loved Dave Monasterio for years, the man who saved me, protected me, and became my entire world.

But he only sees me as the little girl he promised to protect.

So I'll remind him that I'm not a child anymore.

I'll challenge his rules.

I'll break through his walls.