Sam closed her eyes slightly and leaned her head on Alexander's broad chest.
That's how they spent the rest of their day, cuddling on the black leather couch and talking less.
They avoided the conversation about whatever they did the previous night. Sam didn't want to talk about it.
It was easier for her to pretend that nothing happened than to talk about it. She distracted the conversation whenever Alexander tried to bring it up.
The mafia leader realised that she didn't want to talk about it and he decided to play along.
Alexander's lips stretched into a smile when Sam wrapped her slender hands around his masculine body.
He leaned forward and kissed her on the hair, and then rested his chin on her head.
However, the smile on his lips didn't last that long. Alexander creased his eyebrows when he heard the sound of a car from afar.
" What? Is something wrong?" Sam raised her chin when she realised that Alexander had stiffened.
