As a newborn Emilia was left on an old woman's doorstep, what happens when 15 years later she moves to a new town and finds out her biological family lives there too. Finding them causes dozens of questions for Emilia.
Why did they leave her?
Will s...
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Liams arm found it's way to my lower back as we entered the restaurant, while he spoke to the waiter his arm still didn't move
The waiter led us down the dimly lit restaurant, to the very back next to a large window that looked out onto a beautiful park
Liam held my chair out for me, I raised an eyebrow but still sat down as he pushed me in before taking his own seat
"What would you like to drink?" The waiter asked as Liam looked at me indicating for me to order first
"I'll have a latte and a glass of water please", I smile "and I'll have a whiskey", Liam says not taking his eyes off me, why are all mafia men always drinking whiskey it's so cliché
"Perfect I will get those for you now and then you can order", the waiter smiles and then walks away quickly
We didn't speak while we looked through the menu and waited for our drinks, I'm not very hungry but I'll admit the chicken here sounds amazing
The waiter came back and placed our drinks in front of us, and we order quickly so he would leave
"Who orders coffee at 6pm?" Liam asks with an eyebrow raised as I mix the drink with a spoon, I shrug taking a small sip, testing how hot the beverage is. I like when it burns my tongue a little
"A person who has a lot to get done tonight", I say hopefully he won't make me stay here too long if he thinks I have a lot to do, I do but it's not stuff I have to get done by tonight. But he doesn't need to know that
"Your a busy woman", he states and I nod "aren't you also busy, running a mafia and all?" I raise and eyebrow and he nods while clearly trying to hold back an eye roll
I signed loudly "why did you bring me here Liam"
"I saw you were drinking quite a lot at the bar and wanted to make sure you eat and sober up before you go home so your brothers don't kill you"
Why is that kinda... sweet...
No, no shut up Emilia, men are assholes
I held back a smile and instead hid it with a chuckle, "you think I can't hold my drink?"
"Well you never drink so I assume not", he takes a drink and I roll my eyes
"You've been gone 5 years, don't you think I'd learn how to drink by now?"
"Not with the brothers you have"
I rolled my eyes again "my brothers don't control me", I crossed my arms and he leaned a little across the table studying my face "don't they?" he asked and I shook my head
"The are protective but I can hold my own"
"That you can Emilia", he mocks and I feel my blood boil
