The Don’s unexpected fiancée.

Leandra’s POV“What the hell? Why did you tackle me? Are you crazy, woman?” Don asks. He tries to get up, but I hold him down.“Listen, Don, look at the fricking window. Someone just shot at you out of a car. I saw the car coming, and I took a picture because I knew it was somebody that was out for a hit. I grew up in this neighbourhood. I think you should get out of here and go home before somebody kills you,” I say. I look at his expensive clothes. Yeah, he is not one of our normal customers. He is way too wealthy, and I don’t know what he is doing in this part of town. The two men get out guns and surround us.“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You are not allowed to have guns in this restaurant. Who the hell are you people? Don, I do not know who you are, but you must be very wealthy. The street gangs around here target people like you. They will kill you for the ten thousand dollar tip you owe me. You must be important if you have two bodyguards,” I say.“Why do you keep calling me Don if you do

Leandra’s POVI thanked Don when I got out of his car. I wonder if he’s delusional. What if the Italian Mafia still exists? Normal citizens like me will never know. Oh, well, I will never see him again. Tomorrow, I am starting a new chapter in my life. I cannot wait to tell Tommy about our luck. Ten thousand dollars is a lot of money. Tommy can get his motorcycle at last. He will be so happy. I am glad I can fix Daisy and maybe buy a new car. It depends on how much Tommy’s motorcycle costs. I gave Tommy a key to my apartment. He needed a place to hang out for a few days. We do not say together, and we do not sleep together because Tommy says that he respects me, and he wants us to start a sexual relationship the day he marries me. I have a spare key for the apartment. I did not tell Tommy I had a spare key because we had to knock when we rented a place in our old neighbourhood. After all, there’s only one set of keys. The landlord held the other set of keys. Our old neighbourhood wa

Leandra's POV"I am sorry, Tommy, but you are on your own. I ain't helping you. This guy made us walk naked through the streets of the city last time we fought him. We were hurting and bleeding. Do you know how embarrassing that was? You won't know because you ran away," Danny says. Mary looks at him as if he is crazy. "You cannot leave us like this. They are going to kill us if they are from the Italian Mafia. What is going to happen to us?" Mary asks. "You should have thought about it before you slept with my boyfriend. You've wanted to kick me out of my own apartment. Don't come and cry now. You even wanted to take my clothes. I am not feeling sorry for you, and neither will Don Angelo," I say. I am tired. I know I will not sleep tonight. I will have to go to work feeling like a zombie. Like I said, I am used to studying all night and going to work the following day after attending university. I am happy I stayed and met Don Angelo. My brain is not functioning. Why does his surna

Dante's POVLeandra is even more beautiful than I remember her from last night, or rather a few hours ago. One should not even say that she did not sleep. She looks professional, and maybe it is the way she applied her makeup that makes her look like she is fresh—not that she has a lot of makeup on. I do not even want to know how she feels because I am tired. "Leandra, how are you feeling? You must be tired. We did not sleep at all last night. I just told my mother everything that happened last night. I hope Carlos behaved," I say. "Yes, he's a perfect gentleman. I am okay. I am not that tired at all. I am going to go back to work. It was a nice singing again, Don," Leandra says. I told her to call me Dante, but I guess she does not want to call me Dante in front of my mother. I know everybody always warns the new girls not to come close to me. Well, I cannot blame them. I have not met my future wife yet. How is the man supposed to meet his wife if he is not allowed to shop around?

Leandra's POV"Help me out," Dante whispers. The girl from reception is following him. Sandra, I think her name is. Damn the man just kissed me like I am his woman or something. I am still trying to get my thoughts in order! Of course, I will help him, but he will pay for using me like this! Wait, did he just put a ring on my finger? This man is pushing it too far. However, he did help me get rid of Tommy and Mary. Luckily, I did not hear anything from them again, but I don't believe Tommy will give up that easily. Maybe he is waiting for things to calm down before he strikes again. I have to stay in Dante's good books. I might need his help again. I'm a strong woman who can advise my own battles, but I cannot fight the whole street gang. "Snoekums, please do not kiss me in my office. Honeybuns, you know your mother will not approve of us making out in her office," I purr like a little kitten. Dante's face says it all. He does not like my pet names for him. "Okay, Cupcake, I will be