Mafia's Captive Desire
But there was no one to talk to, no footsteps, no cold voice ordering her around.
She finished her food, pushed her plate away, and sighed.
Now what?
She didn’t want to just sit around. So she wandered the halls until she reached the library. The tall shelves greeted her like old friends, rows and rows of books stacked neatly under warm lights. She walked along them, fingers gliding lightly over the spines.
The last book she had borrowed was already finished. Today, she wanted something different. Something lighter. Maybe fantasy this time.
She pulled out a novel with a cover painted in gold and emerald green, dragons, magic, a girl with a sword. Perfect.
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