The Mafia Week point

ed bar. It was one of the minor establi

s eyes were focused somewhere else. There was a young waitress who was pouring an o

d man said in English. It w

nk y

me to Italy just to work as a waitress in a bar. Those westerners were usually in Italy for tourism. He signaled for her to come

n. "Sorry for not coming in a

schievous smile. Earlier that day, he had sent his men to attack Diego an

e. Diego has been desperate and unlucky with cards. He has offered Diego a huge amount of money

e to pay?" Diego c

ble. "Would you like me to g

took a good look at Diego, she sh

h, knowing Diego did not understand. "Has he

ntact with the Greek god looking kind of man in her front. He was

ssa?" He asked, switching to I

cour

t us two beers. We'd lik

ng very cautious as she could feel a piercing on her back.

with her father sitting at that table with the man for some reason. Somehow, she knew he was one of the many men her

way- even moved to a new city to start a new life but he always found her and made sure to p

ing the can. He took a generous gulp fr

I'll make sure to pay

ty large sum and you have nothing left. Remember our agree

on't be cruel

hearts are really expensive and are in hi

ever, she was happy if the man would harvest her stepfather's heart. She needed him to die b

nds of his creditors,"

, scratching the back of his head

stened to their conversation. He felt a little prodding at his heart. For some reason, he did not want t

f his head nervously. "Are

act and something about her captivated him. He wondered if it was her angel-like fa

e his eyes off her. Her body was also perfect. She was slim and s

ne doing certain

eansing. Juan mu

, bo

o's voice. The man had been talking for a w

teasing smile on his face. "How about I g

e?" Juan raise

lling to part with her. But