I let Aubrey move me to the couch, away from her furious sister.
Jessie made space for me and Aubrey sat beside me.
Anabelle walked up to us and crossed her arms across her chest.
"So, spill, what's your name? Your full name?" She said, trying to intimidate me with a feet wide apart stance.
I laughed. If she thought she could intimidate a Mafia heir, she was sadly mistaken.
"You're not playing fair, Anabelle, how can I tell you my full name when I don't even know yours?"
"Fine, I'll tell you mine."
If she really wanted to be intimidating, she should have stood her ground and not offered information about herself before I gave out mine.
"Anabelle O'Leary."
"No middle name?" I asked.
"None whatsoever."
"Ophelia Diamanté Antonio."
"Antonio?" She
