18. “why am I so easy to forget like that?” // supermodel | sza For the cartel!au

carisi-dreams:

thank you for requesting this (and always leaving such nice comments/replies on my fics!) 🙂 this part has more ~feelings 

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Sonny leaned forward a bit in his chair. He spared a quick glance in Nestor’s direction before looking up at Miguel with an expectant smile. Miguel’s gaze was fixed on the paper’s in front of him on his desk so he didn’t see it. He had one hand holding them and the other paging through every so often. There was a deep furrow between his eyebrows and a downturn to the corners of his mouth. His body was held tightly, like a coiled spring, and although he was sitting in his office in his own house he was still wearing his suit jacket on top of his vest.

“We really doing this at your office?” Sonny asked lowly with a small smirk. His eyes danced with secrets. When Miguel finally looked up, though, he was taken aback by the barely contained fury in his eyes. Fire and ice. Sonny leaned back slightly, almost involuntarily.

“Where else would we discuss business, Dominick?” Miguel replied in a tone that was as businesslike as it was cold.

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