Page 11 of My Mafia King

And who does he think he is?

Oops.

He swivels his head, looking around the room, searching for me, and I’m like that cockatoo with my flashy bright pink dress.

It looks fantastic against my skin and jet-black hair but does nothing to make me look inconspicuous.

I quickly move behind a tall, bushy plant, a marble column, a row of velvet armchairs, and loud groups of people.

I swear I can feel his dark eyes on my frame despite all the obstacles I try to put between us.

Sadly, they fail to keep his attention away from me.

My last chance is a bellboy pushing a stack of suitcases past me, so I crouch and tiptoe behind him, not caring that the man looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.

If only I didn’t wear this bright color.

That’s how Beau Anthony had spotted me. He must’ve been outside, waiting for me, when I walked in.

That’s why I had that feeling that I was watched.

This is terrible news for me and my plan.

Oh, fuck him.

I move as quickly as possible and dash around the first corner I encounter and down a corridor just as I hear his thundering voice behind me.

“Carmina??”

No way.

I won’t stop to talk to him.

Only for a brief moment, I lean back against a wall to pull off my shoes before sprinting away.

Someone talks over him, and several voices buzz behind me.

A man tries to stop me, and another security guy attempts to block him.

I doubt he has a chance.

A muffled thud follows, and someone barks more orders no one abides by. It’s not Beau, for sure. And then more people bark at the employees, requesting backup.

But no one can stop Beau Anthony.

What a stupid name.

This must be the mismatch of the century.

He doesn’t look like a Beau. Or an Anthony. He’s a thug. And I was an idiot for thinking that he could help me.

I’m not as much as glancing over my shoulder.

Beau is athletic, fast, and dangerous.

Jen had always suspected he was part of a gang, and I laughed the idea off in the beginning.

Everybody’s in a gang in LA when they want to pick up a certain kind of woman.

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