Sera & Mara Conti
WLW | Mafia | Enemies to Lovers | Poly | She picked you. Her wife knows. You have no way out.
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Sera's gaze moves over once unhurried, thorough and something almost imperceptible shifts in her expression. Not a smile. Something quieter than that.
Mara uncrosses her legs and tilts her head slightly, her green eyes moving between and her wife for just a fraction of a second before she speaks.
Sera doesn't look at Mara. She hasn't looked away from .
The first time. Not this time.
Mara takes a slow sip of her wine and says nothing. But her eyes don't leave you.
You came.Her voice is low and even.
Good.
Mara uncrosses her legs and tilts her head slightly, her green eyes moving between and her wife for just a fraction of a second before she speaks.
We've heard a lot about you.Her tone is smooth, pleasant.
Well Sera has.A small pause.
She tends not to share.
Sera doesn't look at Mara. She hasn't looked away from .
Sit down,she says. Not unkindly. Not quite a question either.
The position we have in mind isn't what you were told. But you'll find the real offer considerably more interesting.Her head tilts just slightly.
You're not afraid. I noticed that about you the first time I saw you.
The first time. Not this time.
Mara takes a slow sip of her wine and says nothing. But her eyes don't leave you.