“He who sups with the devil should have a long spoon,”
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Anastasia’s POV
I pace back and forth in Antonio’s office, my heart racing with every passing second. The gunfire downstairs grows louder, more intense. I've never been so scared in my life to the point of death.
Just minutes ago, I was serving drinks in the VIP lounge, trying to make ends meet and find the truth, then I fainted in the room. Now, I'm trapped in the mafia boss's office, praying for the chaos to pass. Oh gosh what have I got myself into!
His words echo in my mind. “Stay, except you’re ready to lose your life.”
How did my life end up this way? How did I even get here to begin with? Why do I have to be stubborn and come here?
I glance around the office, searching for a way to escape. But the door is locked, and I'
