Semua Bab Becoming The Mafia Queen: Bab 41 - Bab 43

ADRIAN"We should be landing in about fifteen minutes,” Rafe said, causing me to look up from my tablet. “The motorcade is ready, and your meeting with the governor is set for three o'clock, and afterward we're heading straight to the hotel.”“We’ll need to stop and get a bite to eat,” I said. “I’m starving.”“We’ll get you a burger or something,” he said. “Don’t forget, we need to keep a low profile the entire time we’re here. Even though we've got people keeping watch and the routes have already been checked, I still don’t like it when we’re on foreign grounds."I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, barely listening to the last part. My gaze was fixed on the clouds outside the window, and the golden sunlight over the Los Angeles skyline below us. I'd been down here more times than I could count, but it never stopped feeling like foreign territory. If New York was chess, then LA was poker. It was all too flashy, and so unpredictable. I was constantly reminded of the fact that t

ADRIANFrom the moment we drove onto the property, I knew I was going to have a headache by the end of the day Nothing about Don Vito's dinner party was casual, and it seemed like every guest had been handpicked for maximum effect. As we pulled up to the compound, with Rafe sitting tensely beside me and a motorcade of black sedans lined up behind us, I silently prayed I would be done with this shit before midnight. Inside, the place looked like someone had taken a royal palace and slapped it together with Hollywood. Every corner of the house was decorated in a modern but elegant style, and I doubted whether there was anyone here who had less than 20 million dollars in the bank. Don Vito greeted me at the door himself, and he looked nothing like the man I'd seen earlier. He had loosened up since, and I suspected he must have had a few glasses of wine already from how tipsy he looked. "Adrian," he said with a slight hiccup, clapping a hand on my shoulder like we were old friends. "Yo