CHAPTER 9: Mirabella's POV
CHAPTER 9: Mirabella's POV
It had been two weeks since I had seen him. He f*****g finger-f****d me and then went AWOL. If I didn't already know he was an asshole, I was now absolutely certain.
“You mean to tell me he just did that and disappeared?” Eliana asked for the hundredth time since I told her. I left out the part where he was a freaking mafia boss, what she doesn't know won't kill her.
I was just, you know, confused. And I needed girly advice, which is why it was a Friday night, and we were at a club, drowning my sorrows in alcohol and loud music.
“I don't know, girl. I think you should focus on Max. He didn't finger you and leave you hanging. In fact, he's been quite persistent in getting to know you,” she said, and I knew she was right. Yes, Ma
