Page 35 of Grumpy Mafia Boss and the Cleaner
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“I missed you,” she said.
Enzo went to her and delicately cupped her face. “How are you?”
“I’m fine.”
“Is it sore?”
Her tongue peeked out, and he watched her wince. “A little bit.”
He sighed.
“It’s fine.”
“I didn’t kill him tonight.”
She looked at him. “Okay.”
“Do you wish I had?”
Harper had tears fill her eyes, and as they started to fall, he wiped them away. “Does it make me a bad person because I wish you had?”
“No, not to me. To others, it might, but they don’t fucking matter.”
She pressed her head against his chest, and he held her close. He would do whatever he could to protect her.
