Chapter 28

Althaia

“So, why are we going to an auction?” I asked and sipped my latte. We found a cute, small restaurant, having a croissant sandwich for breakfast.

“Why do you think people go to auctions?” Damiano was entertained by my question, and I rolled my eyes at his response.

“I know why people go to auctions. I’m just curious why we are going.” I elaborated. Damiano looked at me with a slight tilt of his head with a playful gleam in his eyes.

“See it as a get-together.”

“Like with normal people, or…” I looked around to make sure no one could hear me. “With a bunch of Mafia people?” I whispered in complete seriousness. I watched Damiano sip his coffee, but it looked more like he was trying to hide a laugh.

“Businessmen. Let’s say auctions are a way to show off your power and wealth.” He explained.

“So, Mafia people.” I corrected with a teasing smile. He shrugged but didn’t deny it. “And why do you do that?”

“To make a stat