Lissy Romano

110| That's my job.

Lissy Romano

"Why are they all looking at me?" I asked quietly as I looked at Blake, he was the one who was walking the closest to me

"Because you have a dog in your arms, but this is 'no dogs allowed' restaurant." Blake replied as he looked at me with amusement

"Goodness, I thought that I have something on my face or maybe my dress is dirty. But if they simply don't like Jax...they can leave." I said as I shrugged my shoulders, we were walking towards our table

Hazel was still walking besides Federico, she was trying to get him to buy her a new phone because her parents didn't want to do it.

I stepped closer to my godfather and I grabbed his arm in worry. I don't like when so many eyes are on me.

"They are looking at me, make them stop." I murmured as I looked up to see his eyes

Something like protective, big bear mood turned on in his face expression. He held me closer to him and turned around to walk in different direction.

We were now walking through some private zone which customers weren't allowed to enter. Yet my godfather didn't seem to care. And security guards didn't dare to say anything to Federico either.

Hazel and Blake were walking behind us and Jax was pressing his nose against my shoulder. My sweet boy.

My godfather opened doors without knowing and these doors weren't just casual doors, it was restaurant's owner's office.

My eyes widened as we stepped inside. Man and a younger guy were sitting there, the man was smoking cigar, he was sitting in the main chair, but the boy was sitting on the couch manspreading his long legs.

"Federico Romano, I'm glad to see you in my restaurant." the owner said as he smiled

I don't want to be rude, but he seemed to be high. The way his eyes changed and his glare, he was smiling stupidly at us too. He was definitely on something.

"Get everyone the fuck out of this restaurant, they are glaring at my goddaughter and she isn't feeling comfortable." he spat out with protectiveness in his voice

The way he listened to me immediately and the way he tried to defend and protect me, was the best thing he had ever done for me.

Now I understand why my parents decided that he should be my godfather. They did the right thing.

"Don Federico, she has a dog in her arms, of course everyone will look at her. Get rid of the dog and feel comfortable all you want." the guy who was sitting on the couch said as he took some white powder out of his pocket

I held Jax firmly in my arms as I pulled him closer to my neck. He is safe with me. I would never get rid of my puppy.

Federico's grip on my hand was now tighter and he held me close to him.

"Put that shit down. Not in front of my goddaughter, Rush." he said harshly

Rush. That was his name...or maybe nickname, I'm not sure if any parent would name their kid Rush. It's like he is always in a rush. Definitely not my favorite name.