"What?!" Maya was shocked beyond imagination as her eyes scrutinized the attendant up and down.
She knew she had never seen him before and wondered if perhaps that's why he was so confident around her. Maybe he did not know who she was and would assume she was just another person—another lowlife.
"Do you know who I am?" She asked, wiping the tears from her face. Unfortunately, her attempt only smeared the mascara around her face even more, but the attendant remained unfazed.
"I suppose I heard Don Alberto's Daughter?" He replied casually, and she could hear gasps around her.
At that moment, Sebastian didn't give a fuck if she was the daughter of the most dangerous mafia lord in the country. He was just bent on her cleaning the mess she made.
They were both locked in a fierce staring contest, and an uncomfortable tension gripped the room.
