Gang up

Chapter 17

Ashley gave the girl at the counter a smile, seeing that she was smiling at her.

She knew what they were thinking and she hated the fact that Mikhail Mazza had made their relationship public.

It was just a year thing and he was talking as if it would last forever.

They were already out of the restaurant when she heard someone call.

"Satan." Her head whipped in the direction and it was a short fat man with a cigarette in his mouth and a hat, his suit looked expensive and he had three bodyguards behind him.

She turned to stare at Mikhail and saw his frown deepen.

"Mr. Clown," Mikhail answered.

"It's Mr. Crown, Satan. I don't always have to tell you about it now, do I?" The man said, as he puffed out the smoke and Ashley's almost died.

Thank God, Mikhail doesn't smoke.

"Who the pretty lady for?" The man asked again, and Mikhail tightened his hands on her.

She could tell that he hated the man in front of him and wanted nothing but to get rid of him but why was he still talking