Deception

MAFIA BOSS: Adam Figiato 25 years old. Watches her from a distance.
I watch her from a distance, narrowing my darkened eyes towards her window. I feel like an idiot standing outside in the fall weather late at night. Id do anything for the assassins not to take her. After the death note they sent her she's had her guards on higher alert. I know my father is on the top of the wanted list. I'd not ruin his reputation. Anastasia is the girl I would save. I'd kill for her. The assassins would kill for her. Or kill her. They had kidnapped her before. When she was younger so my mother told me before she was shot by Ronald Triago. The leader of the assassins. I ache for her. I know I'd only somehow get her killed.

Anastasia POV: The music blared. My ears rung as coworkers cheered as I give a half smile. Drunkenly I walk out of the bar. Stumbling into a tall mascular man. His face was darkened. No reaction. No emotion. I touched his jawline.
"Yer like so majestac"
His eyebrows pinched together. He spoke low almost a growl.
"I'm taking you home."
I stood wobbly on limp of my left foot. My heels aching me.
"Now." He demanded. My brain was foggy. Misty of mischeif in my drunken state.
"Make. Me." I tested.