On a day like this mission, I usually have my father lock himself up in his study, never to bid me farewell. I wouldn't want to think he was scared to say goodbye, but today, I saw him standing in the long main hall, waiting for me as Marco had said. I am curious.
" Father," I called him from behind when I got closer to him, and he paused for some seconds before he turned to settle his eyes on me. I saw his gaze scrutinize me for a while before he looked past me to the leader of Tenty men, Marco, who was behind me and finally back at me.
" We are having an important guest today, Malva. The Russian Mafia godfather's only daughter will be here before nightfall. She is your fan so make sure to be back before then "
I can sense anger in his voice, but I wouldn't dare question my father.
