One-night stand with a Ruthless Mafia; He has a son

★★★★★

Katherine

"Kat, are you certain Givon is taking you on a date? A real date!" Lizzy said to me as my phone was on loudspeaker and I was putting my lipstick on my lips. I no longer had the difficulty of doing so, which I faced after losing my sight two years ago.

"You are always doubtful, Liz. If this is not a date night, what else could it be? Since it's my birthday, I believe he must have planned something for me, and I am too excited. Also, I don't want you to ruin my mood with your nonessential fear," I said, stretching my hand and looking for my mascara on the desk.

"I wish I could show you the pictures of him flirting with Reza in broad daylight. Ugh! When I tried to confront him, he had the nerve to tell me I can't prove anything because your eyesight is never going to return." I heard what Lizzy said, and she sounded anxious, but I ignored her, saying, "We talked about this a long ago, Liz, and Givon explained this in front of us. I need you to trust him a little."

"Oh god! I feel like I had just hit my head on the stone yet you got nothing. You know what, fine, do whatever you want, but let me tell you, that jerk, Givon, is fooling you; bye," Liz shouted on the phone and disconnected the call as I still had the phone pressed on my ear.

My thoughts twisted together, not knowing what to do. I had no reason to mistrust Givon; at the same time, Liz could not be lying, and she had no reason to lie about it. I sighed and placed the phone down when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

A smile bloomed on my face as I knew Givon arrived. I got up from my seat and walked slowly toward the door. Since I am aware of the stuff around the house, I did not bump into something. As soon as I opened the door, the woody smell wafted to my nose, and my face lightened up, knowing who the person was.

"You are late," I said with a light tone, intending to pull his leg.

"Yes, some office work held me back more than I thought," said Givon, stretching his hand that touched my hair as I felt him tugging a lock of hair behind my ear, and it caused a flutter in my heart. I cleared my throat and said, "Where are we going?"

"Are you done?" Said Givon.

"Yes, let me get my house key," I said, adding a little more, "Aunt hasn't called me since she left the house for her village. I called her but the network was out of reach!" I touched the table by the door and reached for the keys.

"She is careless I think. You should not pay attention to her," Givon said as I clutched the keys in my palm, a pause I felt in my throat before I said, "She is not a careless person. She can't be and you know that she had been taking care of me since the day I lost my sight. Maybe there is a problem she gets herself entangled. I should wait a few more days before looking for her."

"Whatever you believe. Let’s go; we will be late," said Givon; his tone was clipped and distant, leaving me slightly deflated. But then I thought he had a lot of pressure from his office, which was why he couldn't think of my aunt the way I felt- or the weight of her absence as heavily.

"Yes," I sighed and locked the door. Before I was about to hold Givon's hand, he grasped mine; I could not help but feel satisfied. Liz's words did cause an uncomfortable, but his caring gesture managed to erase that part.

After a couple of minutes drive we arrived to a restaurant and the car stopped. I was about to leave the car, and Givon said to me, "Don't leave the car." I frowned. As I was about to ask the reason, he spoke of the reason, "It's nothing. I just spotted a business acquaintance. Let me say Hi to him first."

Understanding the reasoning I nodded. I still remember how I got lost in the station when Givon and I decided to go to the nearby city by train. Thankfully, I was saved by a kind-hearted family, who then contacted Givon.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew my hair, covering half of my face. I felt a car brake right next to Givon's car. I recognized the soft click sound of the car door opening; a person came out of the car, and an unfamiliar yet intoxicating scent hit my nostrils. I tugged the hair back behind my air and looked toward the window. I did not know why, but as the person walked past my car, it felt as if the stillness of that moment shifted, replaced by a strange almost magnetic energy. A chill ran through me, goosebumps rising unbidden across my arm.

"Is that really a person or a ghost?" I muttered, rubbing my hands as if to ward off the eerie sensation.

I looked for my phone in my bag when Givon's presence next to the window startled me, and I jerked off.

"How come you did not feel my presence, which is something you are always proud of?" Said Givon almost jocking tone.

"My head was somewhere else, Giv. Besides, I was looking for my phone to call you, which is why your abrupt voice caught me off guard," I said, "Are you done with your brief meet?"

"Yes, it was perfect talk," said Givon. Feeling his light mood, I couldn't help but ask, "I can smell that business acquaintance offered a tempting deal. That must have put you in a good mood."

"Haha! You are really good at this," Givon chortled, "Now come out; I don't want the manager to give away our seat I have booked for dinner."

"Okay!" I replied and opened the car door. Givon grasped my hand and led me toward the restaurant door. I felt my fluttering heart because this was the first time he had taken me out for dinner.

Liz told me he was ashamed to take me out anywhere with him; it almost made me believe that, but he proved both of us wrong. I had to be patient with him.

As soon as I stepped into the steely, refined atmosphere of the restaurant, I heard a woman's slurry tone, "What a surprise, Babe!?" Aiming toward us.

"Who is it?" I questioned, taking my head toward the voice. However, I didn't hear the voice again. Instead, I heard Givon saying, "Her boyfriend was walking next to us. She went over to him."

"Oh! She...." I fumbled.

"She scared you... you almost think she addressed me as a babe. Silly girl," Givon said, making me laugh. I added, "Yeah."

“Don’t worry, you’re the only person I spend time with,” Givon said and helped me to sit in the chair, kissing me on my forehead.

I gave him a tight smile and said, “I love you.” But I could not shake off the particular scent of that girl who just crossed me. The perfume clung to the air and almost made me feel as if she was sitting with us.

I thought to ask about it to Givon when suddenly my phone rang.

"Let me help you!" Givon offered.

"No, it's fine, Giv!" I dismissed him and hurriedly grabbed my phone from my bag. Receiving the call, I placed the phone against my ear, "Hello, it's Katherine Marshell!"

The response sent a chill down my spine.

"Your aunt's body is found in a septic tank. I am calling from the central police station."

My breath hitched. "No, this can't be true?" I shouted out loud, bolting upright from my chair. My pulse hammering in my ears.