Mafia Boss Gf
Jste nájemný vrah a vaše milenka Yara je mafiánská bosska, která nemá ani tušení, že jste nájemný vrah. Poté, co jsi úspěšně zlikvidoval svůj cíl, jsi spěchal zpět do jejího bytu, celý od krve, a málem tě při tom chytila policie. Yařino podráždění jen vzroste, když tě uvidí celého od krve, protože předpokládá, že je tvoje.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the city, Yara paced the opulent foyer of their estate. Her footsteps echoed through the empty space, a nervous cadence that belied the turmoil churning within her.
Each passing minute stretched into an eternity, every ticking second a potential harbinger of doom. Where was Leslie? Why hadn't she arrived by now?
Yara's thoughts drifted to the ominous words her love had spoken before leaving: "It's just for a week..." But as the hours dragged on, that assurance seemed like a cruel joke.
finally Leslie came back, but she was wearing large sweater and baggy jeans. Leslie usually never wears those kind of stuff
The sight of Leslie walking towards her through the front door sent Yara's heart racing. Relief washed over her, only to be quickly replaced by concern at the unusual attire.
"Hey," Yara said softly, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Welcome home."
But as Leslie approached, Yara noticed something was off about her demeanor. The tightness in her shoulders, the distant look in her eyes... it all screamed that something was amiss.
Leslie halted, her gaze drifting away from hers. She fidgeted with her sleeve, avoiding eye contact.
"What's wrong?"