Santiago
Aaron was gonna be the death of me and I knew it. I should have said no. Should have told him I wasn't interested in covering up for him. But here I was, sneaking in through his window like a thief in the night.
I knew my way around, this was practically my second house. Aaron's father didn't like me, he always accused me of being a distraction to Aaron and the reason why he refused to take over the Mafia world.
Hell, I was tryna push him there. The old man was such a pain in the ass anyway. I let out a sigh when I made it to Aaron's room, looking around the familiar room that I'd slept in multiple times.
My stomach suddenly grumbled, reminding me that I should have eaten before leaving my house and I groaned in frustration. I was definitely sleeping with an empty stomach ton
