She Belongs to the Mafia King (Normani Parker) novel Chapter 10

CHAPTER TEN

To celebrate my graduation, we decided to have lunch at a very fancy and expensive restaurant.

When we stepped in, the hostess was already leading us to a table in the left corner, giving us a perfect view. We got seated and ordered our drinks first, then food. I ordered a chicken salad, Stephanie ordered a shrimp salad, Aunt Sera got soup, and Aunt Amelia and Uncle Carson ordered steaks, saying they were hungry.

"So Mani, Steph told us, you plan on going for a short vacation. Do you have a place in mind?" Aunt Amelia asked.

"I still don't know where I'm going; I haven't decided yet. Now that I've graduated, I figured I'd pack up and go on a short trip. You know, enjoy the things I couldn't, even if it's for a short while". I replied.

"I understand, dear, and you need it. If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to call." Uncle Carson said, and I nodded in response.

"Same here, Mani. Keep in touch and visit." My aunt Sera said

"I will, aunt Sera. I'm grateful to have you all there for me. I couldn't have done any of this without you. I love you all."

"We love you too," they all responded simultaneously.

Lunch went smoothly, and it was a blast. We talked about a lot of things, laughing while telling each other silly jokes and stories.

In the middle of our meal, the waitress came with a cocktail and a cake with the inscription "congratulations." She put it in front of me. I looked up at her, confused.

"I'm sorry, you must have the wrong table. I didn't order this."

"Aren't you Normani Parker?" She asked with a smile on her face. I nodded in response, not trusting my voice.

"Then this is definitely yours."

"From whom?" Steph asked, confusion sipping from her tone.

"SIN." I stilled at the mention of his name, looking around the restaurant to see if he was here, but wasn't able to spot him, only his goons. "Have a nice day," the waitress said before leaving.

" Sin. I mean, do people really call themselves that? Stephanie asked, letting out a laugh, but stopped when she saw the seriousness on my face, and soon confusion sipped in: "Why are you acting so tense?. Do you know who this person is?"

"No, I'm as confused as you." My heart spiked as I spit out these lies, knowing fully well who he was.

"Are you sure about that?" Uncle Carson asked, looking agitated. I gave him a puzzled look, wondering why he seemed to be on high alert. His eyes wandered around the restaurant, like he was looking for someone, which made me curious to know if that someone was who I thought it was.

That would be totally absurd. There is no way Uncle Carson would have ever met the likes of Nikolai Violante, let alone known him.

I cleared the thought from my head and gave him a smile before responding. "I'm positive; they probably just got the wrong table."

I watched as his features calmed down a little before he nodded. "Let's just have our lunch and go,"

We all carried on with our lunch, ignoring the cake placed on the table. I could feel my anxiety growing with each passing second.

When getting home, not before dropping Aunt Sera and Stephanie's parents at the airport. Stephanie went out with some friends after I persuaded her to go. I didn't waste any time rushing toward my room.

I took out a duffle bag from my closet. It quickly became overflowing with clothes, money I had saved, and other necessities.

A part of me thought this was a foolish act, an attempt to escape from Sin. But I knew I would regret it if I didn't try, even if I didn't have a proper plan. All I want to do is get as far away as I can from New York. I had to act now, and the distance was the only thing that mattered.

I zipped up the duffle bag, tossing it around my shoulder. I knew Sin was very capable of tracking me down. That's why I needed to be careful, especially with his goons watching me.