Subduing The Mafia Don

ng and a small headache begin to throb behind her eyelids. She never was able to deal with a lot of no

just really wanted something to support hersel

ose, saying hello to Erik, the giant of a bouncer that stood just ou

in her throat, making her swallow a few times in order to adjust. No matter how man

k off their faces then indulge in weird things, like making out in public or laughing obnoxiously loud. The bar was pack

tails that were simply to die for. The Elites as well as the simple college students had offers

employees. She put an apron around her waist, getting ready for another night waiting the t

disgusting men that were always trying to grope her when she served their tables. She pushed her bag and home keys i

inds. With Mocha colored skin thanks to her African American origins, and black curly hair with little bangs that fell to her eyes; eyes that were a striking emerald gree

yees, coming to the rescue each time any group of people started to misbehave or harass her or her coworkers. The s

could, so she barely had to worry about being harassed, she just didn’t enjoy the scene that came with it. P

se once to prevent it from falling and rubbing her head to ease the slight pain

Ethan said. She flashed her pearly wh

How are you?” She laughed softly, w

slowly get drunk. Phew! I lead such an interesting life.” Silver bursts out into laughter, her eyes crinkling slightly.

ur head.” Smiling lightly at him, she stretched out to pat his shou

ears. She had no idea how anyone could really enjoy this, it felt like tortu

erself, wanting to disappear in unfavorable settings. Around her friends and people that she knew though, it w

ven faster. The bar went quiet save for the music blasting around. The men didn’t seem to notice though, it felt like thi

wait their table caused a small bead of sweat to start to form on her forehead. She wished this onc

steady her racing heart. Holding the pencil and pad in her small hands even tighter she walked up

the tables, becoming more and more flustered the closer she

the order. She could see the men having a conversation that her little ears

s for tonight. What can I get for you?” Silve

end though because these men before her, she cou

commanding all forms of respect from her. One of the men raised his head slightly, taking a mome

ied her curtly, turning his attention

e men stood at 6’2 the least. Making them stand all stand a good foot over her tiny frame. They coul

ed they seemed to be in their conversation. One of the men in particular stood out to Silv

nd when he turned his head in her direction, the ocea