FORCED TO BE A MAFIA QUEEN
He weighed the book in his hand, not looking at the title but at me.
"A good choice," he agreed, his voice dropping to a low purr. "Obsession is a fascinating thing, isn't it? It can drive a man mad, or it can make him feel utterly alive." He closed the distance between us just enough that I could smell the faint scent of his masculine body scent with his usual intense cologne. "And once a man is obsessed, he rarely lets go of the object of his desire, no matter the consequences."
My breath caught in my throat because I knew he wasn't talking about Heathcliff.
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