37. Supposed girl

Anastasia...

One month later...

The day had come.

The day I had feared the most. The day I had been preparing myself for. The day I was going to be in a room filled with gangsters in suits. The day I was going to be surrounded by families known to be rivals. Not just any normal families, but the Mafia.

I was seated, waiting for the hairstylist to finish doing my hair. I was already prepped and ready, I just needed to do the finishing touches to my hair. My leg was bouncing up and down vigorously due to my anxiety.

What if something went wrong?

All King's enemies were going to be under the same roof as him and they were going to be civil towards each other.

Like how does that happen?

Put me in a room with people that hate me, I would probably be dead by now.