Mafia And Me
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“Ehmm..”
Alea squirmed her body slowly and changed her position to the side.
Alea's waist ached as if something was overflowing her waist.
Alea's mouth evaporated so wide and back the woman spread both her hands upwards.
However, the movement of the hand outstretched upwards also got a response from the brain that signals if something is on his waist, move as if it had not moved since.
Alea blinked both eyes quickly, then turned her head briefly back.
His eyeballs instantly rounded wide, when he saw someone sleeping— hugging him.
“Who is that person?” inner Alea.
Alea slowly opened her eyes slightly. The first thing his eyes caught was a shadow of a person.
At first, Alea did not bother and closed her eyes again as one hand pulled the blanket.
However, for some reason the shadow of a person had made Alea unsettled. His heart was suddenly beating fast along with his brain which gave a response.
“Evan—” murmured Alea in heart.
It took Alea some time to think about what happened that made her in the same bed as the devil.
However, unfortunately his brain does not give signals for the events last night that ended in the scary devil's bed.
Slowly Alea opened his eyes wide and dampened the rapid heartbeat.
Intrigued by what she had just seen, Alea slowly changed position without making the man wake up.
Woeful that until it was Evans, the man woke up and went on a rampage because a stupid woman like her was in bed with him.
Flinched, the foolish woman directly stretched her body. Alea was surprised at someone beside her.
The figure of a man with a chest that was sleeping next to him.
“Evans,” inner Alea accompanied by one deep breath.
Alea tried to look back to the side to make sure that what she saw was wrong.
But, when she turned back to her head in a very slow motion, Alea again gasped in shock.
“He really is Evans Colliettie?”
Alea became panicked, but panicked appropriately and not as well as usual.
Alea was afraid that the devil would wake up and instantly kill him because he had already dared to sleep one bed and in his room—
“Why is Evans in my room?” inner Alea.
He looked at the ceiling of his room to make sure this was who was wrong. But, this looks weird.
“This is not my room.”
Once again, he gave his eyes to find out if what he saw was wrong.
“I'm in my room right?” inner Alea asked again.
Unfortunately, no. She was in Evans' room and now she's trying to dodge.
Again, the woman whimpered the pain of her own punch marks. “This is not a dream.”
Still in disbelief, Alea pinched her hand slowly, hoping that this was all a dream.
And unfortunately, she was back in pain and that meant Alea wasn't dreaming and was really there with me one bed with, Evans Colliettie.
“Actually what happened?” inner Alea asked again. He still can't remember why he ended up here with Evans.
Alea was suddenly amnesiac, when last night she was so savage to hit the sexy lips that had been in her gaze since.
Alea changed her position as comfortably as possible until both eyes could see the handsome face very closely. For a moment, he stared at Evans' peaceful face.
“Hhh,” Og Alea.
He was surprised when the man pulled his body closer and wrapped his burly arms around his stomach possessively.
Remembering something that was not right, he also waved the blanket worn.
His breathing was momentarily relieved, he saw his body wearing the clothes—
“Where's my butler's shirt?”
It was not the black maid outfit and black skirt she normally wore, but Alea was wearing the man's oversized white shirt.
Slowly but surely last night's memories sprang up.
“Evennight me and dia—”
Alea's eyes were closed Evans' memory took her into the room and they were kissing making Alea swallow her saliva deeply.
“It is clear that I will end up like this because of drinking orange juice mixed with an insect repellent,” Alea said slowly.
The stupid woman's face looked so sad, that's what Evans saw when he opened his eyes slowly.
In fact, Evans had already noticed that Alea had woken up when he felt Alea's body continue to move.
All Evans could do was pretend to be asleep so Alea wouldn't be shocked and unafraid when she was in bed with him.
Evans pulled the thin, stupid woman's body closer and carried Alea into his arms.
In his lifetime, Evans only felt that he was the first time he could sleep this soundly and also this comfortable if Alea did not continue to move until he woke up.
“What does he think, I'm his bolster pillow?” his inner.
The man hugged her tightly until her body was completely stuck and her head was on Evans' burly arm to be his pillow.
Alea looked at Evans, then smiled widely as she looked closer until Alea himself felt the warm breath of the man on his face.
Evans slept peacefully. “What do you know, Ev?”
Alea took out one hand that was in Evans' chest area.
Slowly he rubbed Evans' cheek gently.
“You are better to see when you fall asleep like this.”
“You're like an innocent handsome baby. Your beautiful face is more peaceful and pleasing to the eye when you sleep.”