Running from mafia
I tried to reassure her, saying I was just tired and planned to head home, assuring her that nothing serious had happened.
Jessica was quite possessive as a close friend, and she wasn't about to let me go so easily. "No way, silly. If you're tired, you're not going anywhere just yet. Let's meet Mr. Maxwell's son, Aaron. You can go home afterward."
Reluctantly, I agreed, feeling exhausted. Jessica led me through the crowd, and eventually, we came to a stop. There stood a man with broad shoulders, towering at least 6'3" in height, while I stood at just 5'4". I couldn't see his face as his back was turned towards us, but he wore a royal blue suit. Jessica called out to him, and he turned around
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