Chapter 57

I try my hardest to play it cool through an excruciating dinner with upper-class gangsters. There are smiles and polite conversation about their monotonously boring lives and over-primped wives as they guzzle down overly priced food and act like they like their present company. Obviously, that’s what they are, yet everyone is living the fake normal life out here, and it’s all behind closed doors.

We are sat in one of this town’s most prestigious restaurants, surrounded by opulent settings and a sparkling chandelier over my head that is practically blinding us with light. A group of porky men with way too much cologne and wives that have had to be tied into their frocks to hold in the overindulgence. A lot of jewellery is on display, so the dazzle has given me a headache, and the men can’t keep their bulging eyes off my cleavage.

Seems Alexi isn’t impressed with my outfit choice, and I did dress to piss him off. He said conservative, yet he wanted me to bend over and get