The Mafia's Claim
And to worsen the situation, his bodyguards stood like statues, blocking the exits.
Hannah, who had been chatting with someone at the bar, finally noticed what was happening. Her face went pale as she hurried over. "Scarlett?" she asked, her voice shaky. Then she looked at Liam, and her eyes widened in recognition. "Wait, you’re…"
Her voice trailed off, and I saw the fear flash across her face. She knew him. Everyone seemed to know him.
Liam DeLuca, the godfather of some gang, Europe’s biggest mafia—at least that was what Hannah had told me earlier today in class.
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