She'd asked when they were going to be starting, right? He never responded. Instead, she found herself sitting in an extravagant hotel with him and three other men.
It was a f*****g meeting with some bunch of Italian men. All of them were smoking hot, and she felt a little sense of pride as the only woman in the midst. Other women, including the waitresses, were giving her envious glances.
They were supposed to be discussing business, but what they were talking about was a far cry from it. It looks to her that they were friends with Bernardino, because if not, why were they talking casually and catching up on current things?
Lucy picked up her glass of wine to take a sip of her white wine. It was sweet and bitter at the same time. The liquid burnt her throat when she finally swallowed,
