Not For A Soft Heart

Author's POV

Ksen looked at him shocked.

"Who's that girl and why is he carrying her like that?"

She looked at Darya confused.

"God! What happened here?"

Ksen frowned when she saw Vomit on the floor.

"Gross!"

Darya scowled.

"Is she sick?"

Ksen mumbled.

"Who is she?"

"Fiancee of the Italian Mafia or maybe girlfriend or both..."

They both looked at Mikhail who was standing there with a cool look