Betrayed, Then Claimed by the Mafia King (18+)
Carter stiffens behind me, sensing the shift in the air.
“Are you offering?” she adds, her tone almost playful, though it carries a certain edge.
I tilt my head, intrigued by her reaction, and continue with a teasing smile. “Curious. Do you?” I press on purposefully, knowing the tension between us is thick.
Sofia’s gaze sharpens, her eyes narrowing slightly as she steps forward, closing the distance between us. She invades my personal space with ease, her presence overwhelming. “Curious?” she repeats mockingly, her voice low and seductive. “About whether I have a man to warm my bed at night?” Her gaze flicks toward Carter, then back to me. “Or perhaps...a woman.”