Zade laughed at her pale face. “Just kidding.” He cleared his throat. “Did Rafael really buy you the clothes?” he asked in surprise.

“Yes. Is that weird?” she asked, looking around and feeling glad the mobsters had their attention on their business. Though a few guys gave her looks, none approached her because of Zade, and Milena was grateful for it.

Zade led her to a counter, helping her settle down.

“A drink?” he offered.

“Huh? No… I don't drink…”

“Seriously?” Zade chuckled. “You need to feel the atmosphere. It would be boring without a drink.”

Milena pressed her lips together as Zade slid a cup to her. She looked...