Moonlight

Chapter 27

"You too, Mrs Romano." I reply politely.

Carlos simply nodded at me before taking off with his wife.

Just as they take off Tyson came from a corner and strode up to me.

He sits down on the chair next to me and sighs.

"I met the Romano's," I whisper to Tyson.

"And?" He asks.

"Marina was really sweet. Carlos... not so much." I state shivering at the glare he was looking at me with.

Tyson chuckles and nods his head.

"Yeah, he's probably the only person who genuinely scares me." Tyson admits.

"I mean how could you not be," I say.

"Oh look it's Gale." Tyson points out as he waves him over.

The sudden urge to pee erupted within me and I mentally sighed.

"Ty, I need to go to the bathroom. I'll be back." I tell him.

He nods and waved at Gale as he came over.

I move away and begin to walk towards the bathroom, only to realise I had no fùcking Idea where it was.

So that leads me to stand in the middle of a Mafia bosses mansion having absolutely no clue where I was.

As I turned my 5th corner, my body crashed into something incredibly hard.

Hands caught me as I stumbled back nearly tripping over my heels.

My eyes snapped up and they caught the familiar cold eyes of Angel.

I look up at him and a small smile comes onto my lips.

"Hi," I say softly.

He stares at me before pulling away from my hold.

"Moonlight." He greets back coldly.

I looked around the hall we were in, it was dark though there was a slight light coming through the end of the hall.

"What are you doing?" He asks blankly.

I look back up at him, staring into his empty eyes.

"I was looking for the bathroom."

He nods and holds his hand out.

"I'll take you."

I put my hand in his and walk behind him silently.

We walk past many doors until finally making it to a bathroom.

I sighed in relief and went through the door.

I closed it and ran to the toilet doing my business.

After I was done I had washed my hands and fixed myself up quickly.

I had noticed the bathroom was also something that looked incredibly beautiful.

The room was gold and white which transparent with the 'old rich money' theme.

I pulled my hand over the door handle and pulled the door open.

Angel was leaning against the wall in front of the door, his head was tilted up as he stared at the ceiling emotionlessly.