Silvia tore into the parking lot, parking haphazardly. Her loose black curls were wild, black eyes grim as she half ran to the entrance.
No one stopped her much to her relief as she hurried to the elevator, it wasn't very often Silvia got sick with anxiety but she had been a nervous wreck ever since Angelo decided to come here.
The elevator ride seemed to go on forever, there were other people in the elevator with her. A middle-aged man who was weighed down with shopping bags and his teenage daughter by his side, a mom holding the hands of her twin toddlers to keep them from running around… It was nothing like what she expected Mafia King's home to look like.
The elevator gradually emptied the higher it went and by then, she was already tapping her feet impatiently. It was common information that Mafia King Nikolai wasn't interested in men, Silvia especially knew a lot about that.