DAMON
"You work behind the mask?" Her voice jolted me from the call, and with my eyes focusing on the girl who had just asked the question, her eyes were lingering around me. Her mind was racing subconsciously at me as she walked closer to me. Her closeness and her pure intensity cause me to move farther away from her.
"Who are you, and why are you here?" Coldly, I asked without taking a look at her.
"Oh my manners, I'm not here for you; Amelia is the name, and I am Alpha Luciano sister," she whispered, glaring at me in a close intensity.
"Oh, so you work undercover or?" She paused, her hands moving to the air before she continued speaking. "Lemme guess, you are a serial killer or a Mafia Don working under cover while forming the big boy's hoodie face," she said persuasively at me, a
