Mafia's girl

Angel in disguise

"Liar, I looked for you over there" he replied,scanning my face with his intimidating eyes.

His finger came suddenly close to my face, he dragged it across my bottom lip.

"It seems you have smudged your lipstick, miss herdandes." He announced, his face growing with confusion.

"I just drank about 5 glasses of alcohol, lipstick gets ruined sometimes." I replied, smiling.

"Well, it's time for dinner with our guests then we shall be heading back."

He held his arm out for me to take, which I then did. I needed to get this meal over with quickly.

We took our seats amongst the golden chairs, we were at the top of course. More and more people drifted over to their seats and sat comfortably.

"Food will be ready soon, please get comfy and relax" Mr Santo announced, standing up.

Something seems...off about him tonight. He's acting different and I definitely don't like it.

There was two seats empty right next to me, I wondered who would be sitting their so I grabbed the small card which read:
'Andre Castillo'

Fuck.

Ten minutes later chefs came running out of the door, rushing the food onto the table.

It smelt so good, and it looked good. Hopefully I can just eat this and leave.

And there he was, striding across the floor with that bitch linked in his arm.

And he was strolling right towards me.

They took their seats, he looked smug but he was serious at the same time. She started mumbling random things into his ear, I tried to listen in but she only whispered quieter.

Bitch.

I decided to shuffle closer to mr Santo, taking a sip from the glass full of champagne.

"I hope this party isn't too boring for you?" He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Now that's cringey

"It's alright, don't worry about me" I replied, putting on my best smile.

His hand slipped into mine, Andres nostrils flared at the sight of it.

Throughout dinner everybody else spoke to each other, but I just sat there. In silence.

"Well that was a very nice dinner wasn't it?" He asked, squeezing my hand tight.

"Urm yeah, it was lovely"

I glared at him, but that made him angry.
So fucking angry.

He leaned closer and whispered, "if you don't go along with our fucking agreement, I'll kill you"

Who does this guy think he is?

He started squeezing my hand so tight that my hand was throbbing from his grip.

"Let go of me right now" I demanded, trying to pull away but his strong grip never let go.