I closed my eyes, and tried to control the crying, my hands trembling as if they were about to fall apart from my wrists. Panic paralyzed me, and going back became impossible. Then, I confirmed it: he was a mobster, but not just any mobster, but a cruel one, more than I could have ever imagined.

"What are you doing here?!! The voice made me jump and I almost fainted when I recognized Gloríe.

"It's just that... " I stammered, unable to control the nerves in my voice.

"Let's get out of here before the gentleman realizes that you are invading his territory, miss," she took my arm, shaking me...