MIA
“No, no, absolutely not!” Sammy leaped out of her chair, almost yelling at the woman who was doing my makeup. “The waterproof mascara only.”
The timid woman was as taken back as I was. What was the whole fuss about this mascara being waterproof? I had no idea.
“Oka—ay,” she replied with wide scary eyes and quickly picked up the tube.
Yesterday when Marco offered to take me out for a dinner, I wasn’t so sure that he’d be serious. Hell, I didn’t know that Sammy would be so serious about painting my face with God knows what for the special ‘dinner’.
In the past twenty-four hour, from what I have gathered—Marco Alessi was one of the closest men and a loyal friend to both Viktor and Dominic. Also, he was the man who made Aurora the killer she was today and trained a number of enforcers
