I can feel him watching me. Always.It should scare me, shouldn’t it?
Having an ever-watchful eye over everything I do.
A powerful man, a terrifying man, keeping me locked in his sights.
But it doesn’t. Instead of fear, I’m excited.
I want those eyes, hands, everything over me. Following me.
Taking pieces of me I’m more than willing to give.
Marking me. Branding me as his and only his.
I want my Mafia king, Luca Palermo.
And I want him now.
