Entangled With The Merciless Mafia Don
Elena followed suit, and together, we walked out of the cinema.
As we stepped into the cool night air, she glanced at me. “What did that guy want?”
I scoffed, stuffing my hands into my pockets. “Nothing, he was probably just about to tell us to keep it down.”
She let out a small laugh. “Ohhh.”
We walked in silence for a moment, the distant sounds of the city filling the space between us. The neon lights from nearby buildings reflected off the pavement, casting a soft glow around us.
Then, I smirked. “Soo… seems like you like to move around more at night. When are you gonna tell me you’re a vampire?” I joked.