The Saints' Trilogy: Book One
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐛 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫
-Can be read as a stand alone-
The daughter of the Italian mob boss, Gianna Romano is one of the top lawyers in the world. She despises the mafia and having to clean up...
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"Where are we going?" I finally ask, glancing over at Leo.
"Somewhere." He keeps his eyes on the road, driving.
"Where?" I demand to know because I'm confused.
He literally showed up just as I was walking out of the house, grabbed my hand, and made me get into his car. I don't know why I let him without asking questions first.
"A nice restaurant." He responds as I look out the window at the almost dark sky.
I don't ask any more questions because I don't want to annoy him yet. I'm going to wait until we get to this nice restaurant that he's talking about.
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Leonid holds my hand in his as we enter the restaurant. It's a very luxurious and high-end restaurant with a lot of rich looking people in it.
For some reason the staff immediately acknowledges him with a nod of respect and then they do the same to me. He either comes to eat here a lot or he owns the place.
"Why are they looking at us like that?" I whisper as I get closer to him.
A small faint smile appears on his lips as he simply shrugs.
We get to a table that's in a more private area where we won't be stared at by the rest of the people eating here.
He pulls a chair out for me, and I take a seat. I watch him sit down across from me and he stares at me. I give him a questioning look because I still want to know what sort of power he has over these people.
"It was my mother's restaurant." He informs me and that makes sense.
"It's beautiful." I compliment because it's true. It's a very nice-looking restaurant and I'm sure the food will be delicious.
"Thank you, milaya."
"What does that m-"
I get interrupted by a waiter. "Good evening, Mr. Ivanov and Mrs. Ivanova."
What?
"Good evening." I reply with a smile because I'm a respectful person, but I'm confused on why he called me that.
I look down at my left hand to my ring finger. There isn't a big shiny diamond there.
I feel Leo's stare on me, and he looks a bit amused.
We then proceed to order our food and as soon as the kind waiter is out of sight, I turn to seriously look at Leonid.
"I have two questions." I inform him and he gives me a pretty smile along with his attention.
"What does milaya mean?"
He shrugs his shoulders.
"It has many meanings." He tells me innocently obviously avoiding to actually answer the damn question.
