“I don’t have a good feeling about this, Bianca”, Arya said as they sat in the Uber.
“Oh, relax. Everyone thinks we have gone to bed, I usually sneak out without security guards once in a while”, Bianca confessed.
Arya could feel anxiety crawling over her and her stomach churned.
She had never stepped out of father’s house except for few times when they were invited to events. Even then, she had to go with her family, never alone or without guards.
“To our advantage you have a just a little social media presence, it’s barely noticeable. You don’t brag so no one knows who you are, you’ll be safe”, Bianca said.
“What about you?”, Arya asked.
“No one knows me, except the men I reject at every mafia function. They could be a threat, you know, hunt me down and kill me”, Bianca said with
