Elle's POV
"Where are you going today?” Noah asked me while I was eating my breakfast.
Miraculously, we three were eating together.
“Somewhere.” I answered.
“Never knew there was a place named somewhere.”
“Well now you do.”
Demian stood up from his chair, stopping our bickering, “You came home later than usual yesterday.”
“I did? I thought you wouldn’t notice since you were so busy making out.”
I saw his lip twitch, “Anyone would when you slammed the door so hard it almost broke.” He straightened up as I glared at him.
“Just don’t get yourself in trouble.” He then walked away and then I glared at Noah.
“I ain’t leaving without finishing my pancakes miss.”
“Mafia?” I asked the director as I sat in his office.
“Yeah, the model seems to be involved with some Mafian gangs. We need
