THE MAFIA'S CAPTIVE ANGEL

the semester's exams. I still have one more week due to my assigned project and I'm

ess in one of the most popular restaurants, V°I°P, didn't make it easy at all. I could feel the sweat gathering u

ble six and

she gracefully returned. She is the manager and a very good and

ere lined up on a stainless steel surface. I managed to balance all four pl

aurant receptionist, welcoming and directing a couple in. I smiled when I saw they were regulars. They were given a seat. I gr

lcome to VIP. What can I get you today?"

today," Mrs. Williams

other hand, look breath-taking.

ed, taking his wife's hand in his and placing a soft kiss on th

s," I said, admiring their love a

eak and chips with your best r

rned to look at Mrs. Wi

the same as J

lace their orders and took a little bit of a break befor

g here. I have been working here for four years a

y, one of the ki

on my hands and ca

I lay the plates down o

e couple replie

if you need anything.

he empty table with plates on it as I tidied it u

n, and families. A family consisting of a father, mother, and daughter appeared in my sight at the far end

he same time, painful for me. M

them

sweatshirt and jeans. I know it's hot, but I feel more comfortable in a sweatshirt and jeans. I took out my phone to check if there were any messages or miss

n going to Club Violenta with a cou

and would like to get so

ll probably be gone

e fun, but no

n't make an

placing it in my bag, n

ers and Mrs. Smith before wa

ar because it wasn't far from my apartment and I liked the night walk. It was not that dar

told myself that I was just being paranoid but I just couldn't help it. I looked behind me, but there was no one there. Someone was following me,

use he isn't doing anything do

and still couldn't shake out the feeling. I s

resence behind me. I turned around an

ot a brick,

own on me. I don't get a chance to reply before I feel the prick of

re the last