Chapter 12

The dinner is being hosted by a family restaurant. The second I step out of the car my nose is welcomed by a pleasant mix of aromas dancing in the air. The place is decorated with gorgeous lights and flowers which uplift my mood. The sight of the place alone calms me. As the saying goes, looks can be deceiving. Who would guess that such a cosy family restaurant would host the most dangerous of criminals that roam the streets? Monsters of every kind are hiding behind those closed doors. You wouldn't want to eat with mafia men even if you were on your deathbed, they are the most hazardous kind of people. In the past I used to dine with plenty of them, my papa advertising me like a shiny new toy at the dinner table and those men undressing me with their filthy eyes. Some inappropriately tugged at my dresses under the table. Yep, dining like this definitely brought back bad memories.

I doubt any of them would try anything with Roman around, then again you can never be too sure that's wh