Stella stopped. The voice that she recognized well without the need to turn to look at. Inside she felt tired of her poor fate.
What the heck?!
Of all the hundreds of restaurants in Chicago, and he happened to be at this one, right here, right now, and right behind! She thought with sick. She pretended not to hear him and continued walking to Bernardo’s table.
“Stella!”
The aggressive voice called again. She ignored and walked to Bernardo. She stopped in front of him. The Grand Costa mafia gave her a charming smile and extended his hand in front but before she accepted, the tall figure came to stand behind her.
She then turned to look, pretending to be surprised a little. Leonard Duncan, all big and powerful in his prime looks. Beside him, there was a beautiful woman with long blonde
