Mafia Beast by Shanna Handel EPUB & PDF

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• Author: Shanna Handel
• Language: English
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Charlie
I REACH out to grab another flute of champagne from a passing tray. I really
shouldn’t. I’ve already had one. After skipping lunch to make sure this event
went off without so much as a petal out of place, the alcohol is going straight
to my head. I raise the glass toward my mouth, the blush pink polish on my
nails sparkling under the ballroom lights.

The angel on my left shoulder debates with the little hot pink she-devil on my
right.
Who’s here to stop you? the little she-devil whispers, tipping the glass against
my lips with her golden pitchfork. You’ve lost every man that you’ve ever
loved. Cursed them all with a death sentence.
Their only crime?

Loving me.
I’m being dramatic. Little she-devil wins. I tilt the glass, sending the cold
bubbly liquid down my throat. Half a flute in one swallow.
A gorgeous couple walks by, the husband’s hand casually lowering from his
wife’s waist to cup her curvy ass in her silky black gown. She sighs, leaning
into her man with blissful contentment. So. Sexy. My core aches with
jealousy. I tip my unquenched desires back with the glass, polishing off the
champagne.

Food and drink are the only swallowing I’ve been doing these past seven
years. I’m practically a born-again virgin. Is it possible for cobwebs to grow
there? I start to giggle.

Now I really am tipsy. Time for making bad decisions. I glance around the
room at the elegant couples celebrating our annual Winter Ball. Like most of
our family functions, almost every single man is attached. There’s a cluster of
ridiculously good-looking younger brothers at the bar, their heads leaning
toward one another as they joke over their shots of expensive whiskey.
Gorgeous but not my type. There is no one here for me.

Who am I trying to kid anyway? I’m a good girl. Even two glasses of
champagne can’t change that major character flaw that resides deep within
the core of my being: I almost always do the right thing. The most my little
she-devil ever convinces me of is to overindulge in chocolate or champagne,
hence the battle I got into with the zipper of my dress earlier this evening.
I won, but I am moving very gingerly tonight.

There’s a flower wall of chocolates across the room. The brainchild of me, a
chocolate addict. Poking out from the real, green leaves and lush heads of
multicolored roses are little shelves, each holding a different treat from New
York’s current hottest chocolatier, Lush.

If I can’t make mistakes with a man, I can at least inhale too many sweets.
That should satisfy this naughty streak that seems to be running through me
as of late.
My Christian Louboutin Kate pumps click across the polished wood floor as I
make my way over to my magnificent creation. They’re turquoise with
sparkles to go with the aqua dress I’ve chosen for tonight. I went with a
mermaid-feel, leaving my floral prints behind. The aquamarine silk slides
against my skin as I move, as smooth and cool as a current of river water.

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