The Mafia Boss Pretending Wife

She entered the 'Toast Magnifica' and she saw some familiar people whom she also meet whenever she goes to a bar. She roamed her eyes around and she was stupefied on how luxurious the bar is.

"Wow, this surely is a great bar. How come I only discovered this now? Ugh, forget about it. I'll just enjoy this night." She whispered to herself.

Whenever she passed by some people, they would have their heads turn around on her because of her hot outfit and pretty face. They would have a second look at her and would admire her in their minds, saying how sexy she is.

"Hey, you're here!" Someone said as she approached Yesha.

Yesha smiled awkwardly at her since she doesn't remember the lady that's in front of her. "Hey, you are..."

"I'm kinda offended, huh! I'm Sam! From the Gold bar!?" Sam exclaimed.

Sam? Why the hell can't I remember her?

"Oh, yeah I remember you now! Nice to see you again, Sam." Yesha said, pretending to remember her.

"Yes, so what made you go here? Gold bar is your usual spot."

"Oh, I want to try something new that's why." She replied shortly.

Sam smiled at her. She admires her so much. "Good to know. Me? I'm here because one of my friend's friend is having a birthday here so all of the drinks and services are free. It's all already been paid. Isn't amazing!?"

Free? Damn, it's really my lucky day! I can drink as many as I can!

"Are you sure about that? They won't charge me with anything?" She confirmed just to be really sure.

Sam nodded excitedly. She always wanted to talk to her but she was always surrounded by people every time that she's in a club. She considered herself lucky that she's able to talk to her.

Yesha left Sam and told her that she would just get a drink but the truth is she wanted to get away from Sam because she's so talkative. She thinks that she won't be able to enjoy the night when she's with Sam because she would just listen to her stories all night.

She sat at the counter as she continues to drink consecutively. After some time a handsome man sat at the empty chair beside her and ordered the same thing that Yesha is drinking which is Tequila.

"You're alone?" The man suddenly asked. Yesha didn't notice the man beside her and also didn't heard his question because she's just focus in her own world.

The man bit his lip in embarrassment. Did she really not heard me or she's purposely ignoring me? He cleared his throat as he leaned closer to her.

"Lady in pink." He called out a bit louder. Yesha looked at her outfit and then shifted her gaze to the man who just talked.

"Yes?"

"You know girls like you shouldn't be in a place like this. You're pretty and innocent to be in this dangerous place." He said in his hoarse voice. He was kinda mesmerized when he had a good look at the lady.

Yesha smirked in devious and looked at the man coquettishly. "I'm not really that innocent you know. I can do the things you think I can't."

This is the thing that's wrong with her when she's drunk. She would act playfully and coquettishly.