NovelEnglish167 Mafia Boss
Scarlett’s POV
| asked Sebastian to cto the party with me. Well, | told Sebastian about it, and he tagged along against my
suggestion.
“Since when have you been interested in disco bars?” Sebastian tries to hide his impatience. Effort in vain. He
prefers quiet ones.
“No one even invited you,” | roll my eyes, looking around for Oliver.
“I want to be with YOU,” He grunts, followingtightly as he tries to an annoyed look on his face, “It could have
been at home-"
naking contact with anyone,
“I couldn’t have been because | wasn’t planning on going hwith you,” | wheel on him, somehow, in the
crowd, “1 said you have a chance, under the condition that you won't put Ava Fuller above me. I'm not just going
back to be your tamed little wife, not again!”
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“I know, | know!” He raises both his hands, smiling tamely, “I’m sorry. You can at least chto sleep, no? |
won't be there.”
“So what, now I'm chasing you out of your own house?” | shake my head, but before we can get to a conclusion,
a guy presses close to us-
“Scarlett! I'm so glad that you are here!” Oliver Scott’s huge bright grin almost pressed to my face, “This way!”
Sebastian grabs my waist and pinpointswhere | am when | follow Oliver Scott.
“Oi!” He almost warpsin his arms, glaring at Oliver Scott like a pissed peacock, “It's Mrs. Knight to you!”
What the -?! | glare at him secretly, and he just pretends not to see it. He is just an unregistered Ex here and he
goes and attacks my co-workers for nothing??!
“Yes, is it,” Oliver Scott looks surprised, but not even a shade of being offended on his face. He just smirked at
Sebastian, “But for how long? Mr. White Knight?”
So he knows Sebastian’s story with Ava.
| try not to, but Oliver Scott's words still pour cold water down my head. What am | doing?! In Sebastian's arms
like a 17-year-old who dates a boy for the first time? I’m being too easily swayed, and | should be more careful.
I'm trying to get a different result doing exactly what | did before. And this is the definition of madness!
Feeling my body stiff and resistant, Sebastian glances atwith a surprised look. But then he letsgo slowly.
I know he knows it’s about Ava, and to avoid seeing his sorrowful look, | lower my head and follow
Oliver.
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Ava is an issue between us, and it’s bigger than | thought when I agreed to try it again with Sebastian in an
Impulse. Now he knows if he didn’t.
Sebastian is not following us.
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Through the crowded dance floor, Oliver leadsto a table in the corner. He bows atwith a please. gesture,
so | sit in first, leaving the outside of the sofa to him, only to hear-
“Fancy meeting you here, Mrs. Knight,”
My smile freezes on my face when | recognize Damian Vanderbilt's voice. Wait, is he why Oliver Scott invited me
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| can’t believe | thought he invitedto talk about the movie!.
Of course it's not! He is just as evil as his evil friend, if not more! Why would Damian Vanderbilt invitehere
with all this trouble? Is he getting suspicious aboutalready? H been visiting the Fullers a lot recently, so |
thought his attention was still on Ava.
“Sebastian is here, too!” | blurt out of nowhere. Though, | don’t know where he is. It's possible that he left on his
own...after what | said and did.
But I'm afraid of Damian Vanderbilt.
He is from another circle. In front of him, Jack Fuller is nothing but a pauper. | have heard too much about the
dark stories of people from his circle. And even though Ava has been horrible, her little tricks are nothing
compared to what this man can do.
He dares to hide his surviving sister from their Dad! Who knows what else he is capable of?
“What's that piece of information supposed to do, little bunny?” Damian Vanderbilt lets out a light laugh,
crossing his legs leisurely like a fed lion taunting his prey, “From what | heard, he hates you for bullying his
beloved Ava.”
| purse my lips, but | dare not to piss off this dangerous man. He has his arms stretched on the back of the sofa,
just like a mafia boss would.
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