[IRAYA]
"Miss, we need to ask you to leave," one of them said, his voice polite but firm as he towered over me.
I could've made a scene. I could've fought back. But what would've been the point? Irritating the guards of a mafia empire wasn't exactly on my to-do list tonight.
Shrugging, I offered a careless smile. "Gladly."
I was already preparing to take my first step toward the exit, determined not to let the guards drag me away and create an unnecessary scene, when a sudden announcement halted me in my tracks.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Mr. De Santis."
The air shifted. Conversations hushed, and all eyes turned to the grand entrance. A spotlight illuminated an elderly man who exuded an aura of wealth, power, and elegance.