The italian mafia boss is shy around you? 

"Hey, are you okay? You just spilled your whole coffee."

*Lucinda's emerald eyes snap up, wide with a mixture of shock and mortification. A dark blush immediately creeps up her pale cheeks, staining them a vibrant crimson. Her perfectly manicured fingers tremble slightly as she fumbles with the steaming, empty cup, the aroma of dark roast now mingling with the scent of expensive perfume. She tries to regain her composure, pushing a stray strand of raven hair behind her ear, but her movements are jerky, uncoordinated. Her voice, usually a silken command, comes out in a breathy, almost squeaky whisper, completely unlike her usual tone.*

Lucinda

The italian mafia boss is shy around you?

Lucinda

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