Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

One Night

**ROMANY**

Pacing back and forth from the cart to the dining room, Simone and I set the table for our meal.

My temper simmers just one spark behind a boil as I work, making me want to say fuck this proper dinner crap. Maybe we should just flop down on Damien's expensive leather couch and eat this extra fancy bullshit meal straight off the dining cart. But no... I carry on quietly instead.

Besides, by the time Damien returns I want to be able to raise the roof off this place with the flames of my fury. So, I hold my anger close. Kindling my madness one tiny little ember at a time as I replay the events leading up to Miss Dana Rojas. *Who the hell is she? And why the fuck is she here?*

If she hadn't openly admitted to wanting to surprise Damien, I probably would have thought he engineered the whole thing just to see if he could send me into a jealous rage. But, he didn't and I *know* he didn't. Which only makes it that much worse.

Because even though I am not jealous. I am feeling dangerousy possessive.

The nerve of that skinny little tart. Who the hell does she think she is coming here to surprise *my Dreamboat*?

What makes her think he wants* her here?

Could she be the girl he was telling me about? The one that *'doesn't matter'*? The one he said he was with that night that I was drugged and then passed around like a box of wine at a bonfire?

The likelihood that Miss Dana *is* the one coupled with the very real possibility that *she does matter* is almost enough to drive me back up to my suite.

Almost.

Instead, I take me seat across from Simone and swallow a good deal of wine.

now that we're face to face with one another and I'm guzzling

and her admission has me choking the entire glass back. I pick up

ME-

As in Damien's suite,

await her answer. Carving off such terribly uneven cuts of the poor dead animal that I

"But

my eyes

called her yesterday to offer her a job. She's going to be his

few times then

ME-

you see Damien down

"No. But when I left her with Alex, I heard him tell her that he would be busy for the rest of the night. So

to *see* Damien before Dana does shouldn't worry me. It shouldn't make me feel almost nervous to find him, but... it does. Suddenly, I'm

I'll be on my way to Santos and despite that the deal is only

don't tell at least one person* what's going on and he decides *not* to let me return... how will they ever know what happened to

suddenly saturated by the wine as my face flushes and my head

ME-

CANNOT tell a single soul unless it's Sunday evening and both Ruby and I are still gone.

with worry as she reads, then instead of speaking out loud, she texts

she makes me feel better about telling

SIMONE-

But what do you mean, Ruby??? What are