CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

Emma looks outside the window as she admires the street, it's pouring rain but it wasn't really a heavy rain.

Waylen is the one driving. Emma turned her head and look at him then smile.

"What's your name?"

Waylen take a quick look at her and look away focusing on the road once again.

"Why are you asking now?"

Emma smiled. "Cause I forgot to ask earlier. You smell rich" she giggled.

Waylen smiled at her childish behaviour but he's not yet ready to tell her his name.

He believes that if he's to tell her that he's Waylen, the first son of the Gotti's, she might freak out and also maybe, refuse to have anything to do with him.

Since he's well known and he's into Mafia, Emma will recognize him immediately once she hears his name. And Ofcourse no timid lady is ready to have anything to do with a Mafia.

"I'll let you to figure that out" He told her and Emma pouts.

"You already know mine, why shouldn't I know yours too?" Emma asked him.

"Cause I don't want you to freak out."