Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 8

I settled into my new life pretty quickly.

I got my own room for the first time ever! As Niccolo had said, it was tiny – a twin bed in the servants’ quarters, with little more than a dresser and a wardrobe – but it was mine.

I told Niccolo about my clothes in Florence, and he arranged for a guy to go pick up my things. I called my roommates to warn them and to say goodbye. They were happy for me, but they all told me to come back as soon as I could so we could all go clubbing.

That was the hardest part: giving up my friends in Florence. I didn’t mind not seeing my family at all… but my friends were another matter entirely.


The first week on the job was easy but tough at the same time.

Easy because it didn’t require me to learn anything new or do anything crazy. I knew how to chop fruits and vegetables, which was 90% of my job.

But it was hard because the other kitchen staff were kind of assholes to me.

men and women, and they were all much older than me – most of them in their 40s or 50s – and had a very set

was the new kid, the intruder, and they treated me brusquely and kept me at arm’s length.

She ran things behind the scenes – ordering food, scheduling people, and

kitchen prep for breakfast and lunch. So it was just me in the huge, dark kitchen for an hour and

lonely. Not just in the mornings,

And bored. SO bored.

I never saw Valentino. I looked for him constantly, but I

of the things I was most looking forward to… and one of

I didn’t have a shot with had flirted

it was still how I

if I’d made a

going out, no partying,

like I was going

fact, I began to wonder if I should quit and

something happened that completely

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