The men shared a knowing look, and I didn't like it one bit. Finally, Sunglasses spoke up. "Take a wild guess."
"You've got the wrong person. I don't know any bosses, and I'm certainly not moving in mob circles." I argued.
Tattoo Guy leaned casually against the doorframe, his piercing gaze never leaving mine. "You sure about that? Because our boss was very clear. He said to bring you and… everything you need."
"Everything I need?" I echoed, my voice rising. "Why would I go anywhere with—"
The man's smirk widened, and he interrupted smoothly, "Who said anything about our boss being a stranger?"
I blinked at him, my brain racing. And then, like a lightning bolt, the realization struck me. "Wait. Leonardo?!"
The group exchanged knowing glances, and I groaned, leaning against the door for support.
Of course this was connected to Leonardo 'Leo' Romano, the mysterious, irritating, and frustratingly handsome man my daughter had somehow decided was her new best friend.
