ALEJANDRO’s POV.
I just wanted to respect Kiki’s choice. Left to me, I wouldn’t have left just her in the large auditorium. With my back rested on my car, I keep stealing glances at my wrist watch at random to make sure a second or two doesn’t get added to the fifteen minutes she requested to speak with the Lord alone.
Maybe it’s me just being paranoid, but I do not feel at ease in anyway. What if Martins decide to strike now? It’s not like we can pin point his current location as at now…
“Second master, you have a call.” My driver says as he gets off the car to hand over my phone to me.
“It’s a private number?” I ask and he nods as I slide on the answer icon.
“Alejandro Costa, the only son and heir to the second most respected mafia world. Also the one who is engaged to the daughte
