Bab 208: Book 4 : Chapter 57

When the guests began to arrive, the house soon got noisy with chatter and Hispanic music. They seemed to be liking the food and I even got a few compliments... not from Andrea though. But he was enjoying himself dancing on the table having had multiple shots of tequila.

At some point, I found myself sat at the base of the chairs, sipping a glass of water watching the party. There must have been about a hundred people there because the house and garden were packed.

"Hey," a woman said sitting beside me with a strong Hispanic accent. "You must be Andrea's wife?"

I nodded before looking over to Andrea. He was dancing salsa on the table with a few of the other important men in his cartel. They were all so drunk and it was sort of funny but it was still Andrea.

"I'm Julia," she said. "I only know him through my mate."

"I'm Ella," I said shaking her outstretched hand. She had a warm tone and just radiated friendliness as she smiled.

"Who is your mate?" I asked.