Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Chapter 84

Perfect Prey

**ROMANY**

Before I could even knock on Alex's office door, it swung open with Simone on the other side. My jaw dropped. She had obviously been crying and as she tried to step past me I grabbed her by her shoulders. "What's wrong? What happened?" Her lip quivered, her eyes downcast. "It doesn't matter," she whispered.

"The fuck if it doesn't," I snapped, glaring toward Alex. "What the fuck did you say to her?"

Alex sat behind his desk looking well and truly bored as usual. That is, until he noticed I was barely dressed, with a skimpy black bikini beneath my loose white sundress. His gaze raked across my body, lighting a fire in the green of his eyes that only got more heated when they spotted one of the hickies on my neck.

"Get your ass in here," Alex hissed. "Now."

I felt like flipping him off and saying fuck the whole thing. I wanted to stomp down the hallway back toward my room and pack all my shit just to see him go crazy, but I knew I had to play this right. I only had an hour after all. Turning back to a teary eyed Simone, I said, "We'll talk after. Okay?"

She nodded. "I'll be in my room packing."

Then she spun on her heels and fluttered down the hallway toward the service elevators. *Packing? Oh fuck no she's not.*

his muscular arms folded behind his head as he glared at my neck. I decided to push my luck, shoving his feet off the corner of the polished surface and roosting there myself, where my near bare ass could fog up the wood. It wasn't terribly comfortable, but I knew this gave him

the fuck is she packing, Alex?"

angry stare still pinned to my throat. "Maybe you

my eyebrows in feigned shock.

from my throat to sear across

way?" I taunted, crossing my legs toward him so that my bare feet rested on his knees. "She's not fired, Alex. She's my only friend and if you

the arms of his chair as he studied my feet. "You really think you wield some kind of power

his muscles and the bulging veins that boasted of his strength, pulsed and flexed as if they

head, he smirked at me. "If you leave, I'll just drag you the fuck

along the tempered steel of his thighs and watched his dick pulse behind his pants. "You can drag me back here a thousand times and all I will do is leave again. Is that how you want to spend the rest of your life?

you. One with iron bars, not windows and walls. And I'll handcuff you to whatever I want, whenever I want. Just to fuck you as hard as I want, for as long as

to make me lose it.* But he doesn't know what *I know.* And yeah, normally his saying something like that would have burrowed right into my heart and I might have exploded with anger,

all to yourself. Damien or Mickey..." I met his visibly threatening glare with a pointed smile. "Tiny." "Tiny," he repeated, almost incredulously. "Tiny the

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