Tempting Bad: A Dark Mafia Kidnapping Romance

47

I searched around for him desperately, wishing that I would be able to find him.

But I couldn't see him anywhere.

His shift must have ended...

He must have gone home...

Leaving me dithering here at the bar, my heart hammering against my chest, as the incidents from the night replayed themselves over and over to me in my head, like a form of motherfucking torture.

"Fuck," I breathed.

I bolted to the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water.

I needed to get Adrian off of my damn mind.

The prick who'd come here tonight...

Had the audacity to leave me hot and bothered, flustered...

Offer me a million pounds...

And then hit a man for the sake of me.

My surroundings spun around me, as I began to grow dizzy, remembering Piero's stone-cold expression when he hit the table and lost his balance.

I needed some fresh air.

So I ran straight out of the bar.