Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Tiny

**ROMANY**

After a long hot shower I got dressed in one of the new outfits Alex gifted me - a bright yellow sundress that showed plenty of cleavage and just enough leg - then traipsed downstairs to have lunch. Surprisingly enough there were quite a few people there already. All of them men. Two of them *angry* men.

There were two guys I didn't recognize. One was smaller than the rest, of slight build, but with a face so soured by life that even his smiles looked cruel.

The other was built like a Greek God, with muscles to rival Damien's. His dark brown hair was neat, but slightly curly, making him look boyish despite his obvious manliness. He had a slight cleft to his chin and dragon tattoos that covered both arms in an array of glorious color. The moment I stepped into the room, his eyes lifted to mine and he sat back, almost in shock, before a slow sweet smile turned his lips. *Dear God. My panties are never going to survive this one...* He leapt up from his seat almost clumsily and pulled out the chair next to his before gesturing for me to approach.

Damien and Mickey sat near the head of the table looking like someone had just pissed in their cheerios and looked up at his sudden movement.

I smiled at the stranger and nodded in thanks, taking the offered seat with a blush on my cheeks. "Thank you," I told him.

"You're welcome," he replied in a voice designed to drop panties all over the world, before gently pushing my chair in for me. He gave a long intense look before he shook himself and said, "I'm Tiny."

*No sir, you certainly are not tiny... not tiny at all.* My eyes couldn't help but rove over the whole of him, he was that impressive. "Romany," I said with a smile.

"Wouldn't you rather sit up here with us?" Mickey snapped somewhat waspishly. "You could take Alex's seat. He and Enzo won't be joining us."

in them as his gaze flitted between me and my new

spark behind his eyes

"She spent enough time in Alex's

eyes were angry as he stared back at me and he shook his head slightly in disapproval. The entire table went

everything I *might* get hungry for. The way things were looking,

at his food. "I'm finished anyway." He stood, glaring over

green eyes lighting up with amusement. "Some guys are just a bit more sensitive than others, I guess," he said smoothly. His gaze floated over my exposed chest, sparkling with a feverish heat. "Whereas some of

one last bite of his lunch before his mean

under my breath, taking a bite of my salmon and pushing my riced cauliflower around my plate. "Ruby?" Tiny said, his

my lady bits fired. "I do. She's my cousin. She was supposed to be back here a week ago. To be honest, I'm a little concerned, but everybody keeps telling me I shouldn't be." "Wow, so the Red Raider is *your* cousin," he

done hearing about how shocking it is that I'm related to my tall willowy cousin

the sultry way the both of you walk. It's not that

I asked, turning in my seat and crossing my legs in

eyes are suddenly glued to the bare skin of my thighs. "Uh," he choked out, biting his lip before raising his eyes

"You've obviously never seen her take out a six

right," I admitted. "I haven't. But that doesn't make her masculine. That makes

grinned. "But I'm pretty sure you could do the