Why is there press here?" I demanded an answer, as I eyed Marco who was driving alongside the sidewalk, near the restaurant we were supposed to meet.
"Don't know boss." He looked apologetic, as he looked down, not meeting my eyes.
"It must be her tactic to gain attention. f*****g nuisance." Enzo muttered under his breath, irritated to her wits.
"Just get this done with and kill that b***h as soon as we can. Can't handle her fake ass." Asher too shared his thoughts, as he spoke distastefully.
No one in the Mafia liked Luna Morelo, a fake Barbie who had every i***t licking her feet.
She set up a meeting over here, as her so called father was ill and couldn't come himself. It was just a cover up for me getting to meet Luna, who seemed too obsessed with me, yet I did not care. I stil
