Nero nodded before he picked a grape and shoved it into his mouth. “Then I suppose you chose the second option,” he said, and Lena nodded.
What sort of conversation could she share with him?
“What business are you into?” Lena asked one of the most common questions asked during first dates, but there was a smirk on Nero’s lips.
“I am into the act of giving and seizing,” he answered, and Lena wasn't that stupid not to understand his words; he was a mafia, so what other activities could he do?
Kill?
Drugs?
Everything illegal, she chuckled at the thought that maybe what he did was even more than her imagination.
“My turn; I have a question.” Nero pointed a finger at her, then descended his finger to the ground. “How many men ever penetrated you?”
If there was indeed one, then he was go
