4 days later
*Adriano*
“I don’t like it”. Camilla pouts at me, crossing her arms on her chest.
I sigh softly, reaching for her. “I know darling, it is not like I want to go”.
“Then don’t, you are a grown man, you can say no”. She huffs and pulls away, which I hate more than anything else.
“Baby you know I have to … it’s my …”. I wish I could just tell her the truth, but I almost have all the proof I need to blow this thing open, I can’t risk getting exposed now.
She half rolls her eyes. “Job … you realise that being a mafia henchman isn’t actually a job right ?”
“Do we really need to have another discussion right now ?” I ask, running a hand through my hair.
“Do you really have to go to another party with those … bastards ?” She glares at me.
I rub a hand over my face. Domenico an
