His Path Of Redemption

Chapter-20

Olivia's POV:

He could have seriously just got some of his whores, anyway women around here are whoring around by throwing themselves at other men.

It had been like half an hour since our arrival and I spotted at least 5 girls whom we passed literally pulling their boobs out.

At the moment we were standing with the other members of the core team. This party so far was very boring, typical rich shit, hot and horny mafia men, plastic bitches, healthy food and fake conversations.

I can't wait to leave.

Same hoe.

Can we run?

I don't mind but Blaze will hunt us down and slit our throat.

Ugh.

I was sipping on my wine when I saw a guy around his mid fifties approaching us with a lady by his side.

"Ahh, the American Mafia. Blaze, my boy, I'm glad you could make it" He gave Blaze a firm handshake. He then looked at me with a shocked face.

"And who might this beautiful lady be?" He asked Blaze.

"Emilio, meet the mafia queen. Olivia" Blaze introduced as I put my hand forward for a handshake.

He shook it and thankfully didn't kiss it like every other man here.

"And here I thought those were all rumors, it's an honor to meet the shadow. It's good to see this boy has finally decided to settle down" Emilio said.

Settle down my ass.

I'm sure he wouldn't mind settling down there.

Stop being a slut.

Says you.

"Olivia, this is Emilio Moretti. He owns the Sicilian Mafia. Him and my dad have been allies since the very beginning" Blaze snapped me out of my daze.

I gave him a smile and he gave me the same.

"Blaze, I must say, you've got one hell of a girl. We've all been hearing about the shadow for a while and we're impressed." The lady next to Emilio said.

Blaze just looked at me and smirked.

"My girlfriend is an overachiever, I feel like I've so much more to do in life" Blaze stated.

Girlfriend? SINCE WHEN?

Omg omg omg.

Shut up.

"Um, Livvie, that's Mrs. Amara Moretti." Blaze introduced.

Livvie ahhhhhh. I love it already.

Bitch people do call me Livvie.

But him saying it is different.

No it isn't.

"Oh shut up Blaze, no formalities. Olivia, you can call me Amara." She said.

She came towards me and embraced me in a motherly hug, I mean of course she's almost the same age as my mom.

"Hi Amara" I said in a sweet voice, I think.

She just smiled at me as Emilio asked us to enjoy the party and left with Amara to attend other guests.

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Either the time was passing too slow or this party was getting boring every passing second.