Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

What do you see?

**ROMANY**

Enzo's eyes were like two lasers that carried across the room and haunted my every breath. Any time I moved to pour a drink or remove a plate, I could feel him watching me. But it wasn't until Antony requested more wine and Alex ordered me to serve him, that I truly got a taste of the power behind his gaze. The moment I finished refilling Antony's goblet, Enzo shouted for my attention and I did as I was bid and ignored him.

"She can hear, can't she Alex? I asked her to pour me a whiskey," Enzo hissed darkly.

Alex chuckled, and although I'd been keeping my gaze lowered and glued on the ground, my head jerked up a bit to meet Dreamboat's gaze as it flickered my way. His muscles were flexed and his jaw tight. I could see him shooting daggers at the entire room, even toward Alex, who I can only assume is his boss.

"Romany, pour a whiskey for Conti," Alex commanded and I felt something like a bolt of energy shoot up my spine. Like a dreaded current that is about to shift. It was electric, charging the air with a promise of violence.

I carried the whiskey across the room, careful not to make eye contact with anyone, but Alex as I did. I noticed that he seemed to like it that way. He enjoyed having my attention on him when I served the others, the sadistic fuck. But as I came away from Enzo glass, something happened. He grabbed my wrist.

"Just a minute, beautiful," he cooed, yanking me toward him and placing his other hand under my skirt.

walk past his seat, to stand behind him as previously instructed, but he stopped me, taking my

leaned into my ear and whispered, "Look at him. I want

glanced across the table, meeting the cold hard stare of Enzo Conti as he panted angrily from the

sharply manicured

when I noticed it. The knife that Alex had been using to cut his meat was now lodged in the thick leather backrest of Enzo's chair. Just an inch or two to the left of his neck. *Holy shit.* I gasped, my wide gaze turning back toward

can't possibly blame me for

softly, his eyes still glued to mine. "Bring

the package? What

all he did was stand up - completely avoid my gaze - and then leave the room.

cleared his throat, his eyes lowering with extreme fascination as they danced across my chest. Suddenly Alex's muscles shifted beneath me, his body going rigid as he reached up to grab my chin and turn my face his way. As our eyes locked, his hand lowered, stroking down from my chin with devastating softness. His lips lifted in a sneer as his

this uniform. I

take the bait

my ass, the hand around my throat tightened. My breath caught and the pulse of Alex's fingers throbbed over my flesh. The more that I squirmed, the more excited he became as I fought to keep him from taking his pleasure. He was stealthily dry humping me with the barrel of his shaft. Moaning under his breath so that I was the only one to hear him. Under my skirt, his fingers slid beneath my thong and I suddenly