Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Enzo Conti

**ROMANY**

By the time I was showered and dressed in an old pair of jeans and a ratty sweatshirt, it was time for breakfast. Since Alex had yet to call for me to join the meeting, I assumed I might as well go downstairs and sate my hunger. Besides, I was eager to see Stella.

This time when I hit the first floor hallway, all I was met with were smiles and nods. It definitely put a bit of a spring in my step as I bounced toward the dining room. The only people who looked a bit wary were the guards. They watched me almost suspiciously, almost as if they blamed me for what happened to Gerald, one of their own.

I lifted my chin against the uncomfortable feeling I was getting from them and decided that the first chance I got, I would mention it to Damien. He was the head of Security after all, right? Right.

The moment I stepped into the dining room, a new sort of apprehensiveness found me. Stella wasn't in her usual seat.

Nope.

It was Enzo Conti.

*Fuck, fuck, fuck.* I didn't know by what design Alex would leave him to roam the halls of his house, *knowing* that I would undoubtedly expect to have breakfast and that *he* might be there... But whatever his thinking, he must not have been that concerned about it, because there he was.

Simone when he spoke to me, "Ah... Good morning little one. I had hoped to

up and pulled out a chair for me, gesturing for me to have a seat

I said politely, careful to avoid his hands as I accepted

his steps, the bulk of muscles behind his expensive suit that looked as if they were fighting for space. He was big. Not *tall*. but thick with heavy muscles. Like a bodybuilder, or a professional wrestler.

and his short beard neatly manicured in a style that literally made him look like the fucken devil. He smiled at me from across the table as I began to load my plate. I decided to eat a bit lighter this time. If Damien was serious about me having to witness Gerald's last breath, I might not want to have a full stomach when they called for me. After all, I've never

you're still in one piece," Enzo commented, taking it upon himself to fill

I replied without meeting his

chuckled, "I must apologize for the way I treated you on the night we met. I had been drinking quite heavily that entire day. I was out of line and acted like an idiot. I should never have placed my hands on you." He shook his head at himself, almost as if ashamed. "In my defense,

moment as he stared at his plate and I actually found myself feeling a little sorry for him. He appeared so melancholy. Who knew that such a big brute like him could look so out of place? I said, "I'm sorry. How horrible that must have

He smiled sadly down at his plate. "It turns out, she only loved the lifestyle I allowed her to live." He coughed as if to change the subject and said, "But still, there is no excuse for my behavior toward you that night. I only hope you weren't

just a couple of zombie bites and an orgasm. I'll

Matthew and the way he manipulated

mine, he smiled

future. I began to feel almost as if I were conversing with an uncle or an old family