Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Chapter 60

Private Meeting

**ROMANY**

I was just about to head out to the pool and meet Simone, when my phone rang with Damien on the line. "Hello?" I said.

Silence...

"Damien?"

Silence.

*What the hell?*

I was about to hang up and call him back when I heard Alex's voice. Then Mickey's, Tiny's... and Damien's.

*They're having that private meeting!* Damien told me about it yesterday. He said my services would not be needed. *Did Damien butt dial me? Or what?*

But... they're having it right now... and I can hear everything. So of course, I sat down to listen.

*Are you sure about this Ro? You might not like what you hear!* But I couldn't hang up, so I turned up the volume instead.

Alex was speaking. *You think* that I regret allowing those bastards to fuck her like some common whore. *That* is what your pathetically romantic brain believes. But... you are wrong."

*Bastard! I hate that I fucked you. And I hate that I loved it.*

Mickey snarled, "Maybe I don't want to know then Alex. Because I'm already feeling like putting a bullet between your eyes, so forget it. I don't want to know."

*I'm going to give you a blow job sir, just for that.*

"That's too bad, because now I want to tell you," Alex chuckled. "You see, there was a point that I became disgusted with what they wanted from her, but that happened hours before she actually stepped into the room. It happened when they altered the deal to include Paul fucking Romano and Antony Angeletto's tiny little thirty percent of his club. I became *disgusted* when *Enzo* stepped outside of our carefully constructed circle and created an opportunity out of my little maid. It was one thing for him to offer for her, it was unforgivable for him to promote her."

*So Enzo approached him.* That was a little different, but not really. Because he still agreed to it.

"So that's why you want him dead? That's it?" Mickey asked.

please, I

such a

"Fuck you," Mickey snapped.

nothing to do with how ruthlessly they abused her and everything to

time of the agreement, was how utterly desperate Enzo was just to taste her. And I blame Romany for that. It was her fault that my head was all fucked up and I didn't see the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. That morning she'd done such a number on me that I

you,

"Ditto," said Damien.

fox. And a whole hell of a

"Fuck... you... Alex."

When Enzo first approached me, I was already in

*What???*

fucking way," Mickey

"Yes."

his what??? What are

did she do to you?"

with innocence and perfect

"Wanted." - Damien.

"Horny." -

really? Is that

all of that, but more. She's like a fucking auctioneer, each time you think you've got her the

it, That's a good one by the

job for you after

with an offer five percent

"Forty-five percent???"

Executive Earner, but I turned him down. Not only have I had time to realize that fifteen percent controlling interest in the territory would only ensure they cook the books, but it doesn't give me any real power. So naturally, I pitched him something I was sure he would say no to. I asked for fifty percent instead, wanting to gain more than just controlling interest. At seventy percent, not only do I control the revenue, but I can create a deficit too. Having power over the deficit means I

did," Mickey

He did," Alex said

that made you hate yourself?" Tiny

I walked out of his suite that morning with controlling interest in the Midtown territory, yes, that much is true. But... what is also true, is that I could

he could have asked for more? Is

I actually thought

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