I just sat there and stared at the door to the walk-in robe, my mind still blank trying to process everything.
He walked back out finding me in exactly the same spot. “Come, let's put you to bed. Do you need a sleeping pill?” I let him pull me up, pull the covers back and help me into bed.
“No, I don’t like taking anything unless I absolutely have to.”
“Of course not! So f*****g perfect! Try and sleep, I will be back soon”. He kissed my forehead and quickly walked out.
I lay there for a long time staring at the lights of the city, I didn’t even close the curtains, my mind and body just not working.
I was dating the head of the Italian Mafia, so it would seem. How the hell did that happen?
I nearly jumped when I heard the light knock on the door.
“Come in” I croaked, so even my voca
