Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Chapter 113

Exactly Two Fucks

**SANTOS**

Smiling down at my phone, I rewatch the video one of my spies took for me of Dana getting her ass handed to her.

*That little Romany is a fiery one.*

*Much like her cousin.*

Normally, I do not engage in meaningless conversations, but I want Romany to like me. If *she* likes me, maybe I can score some points on my side when Red comes for my head.

I shoot a text her way using Ruby's phone, fighting a smile as I do.

**Me-**

A little birdie tells me you got your hands dirty at lunch. Did Dana like what you served her?

For a few minutes there is no response and I begin to regret my decision to toy with the girl. But then suddenly, the phone buzzes in my lap with a message from Ruby's baby cousin and I grin.

*Fuck. I must really be done for if I'm smiling and shit.*

**Romany-**

Shit. I'm sorry! Please don't hurt Ruby for it! **Me-**

I give exactly two fucks about my bitch of a cousin and neither of them is good. Calm yourself. I always know more than you think I do, and despite that her death may upset others in my life, it does not upset ME, I can assure you. **Romany-**

So you DO know. That fast, huh?

**Me-**

anyway. I knew the moment she stepped through De'Marco's doors that she was a goner. I've been using her to feed DeMarco false information for

Mind blowing.

**Me-**

Are you ready

**Romany-**

you REALLY give my

**Me-**

rather not upset you before we have a chance to

**Romany-**

That's not very encouraging.

**Me-**

just be clear when I say, I only

**Romany-**

One man. You?

**Me-**

She's

**Romany-**

your earlier question - yeah. I'm

plan*, I think

goes dark and I'm met with my reflection. The man presented before me is no one I recognize. For fuck's sake, I'm smirking again, *damn.* Clearing my throat, my eyes raise to the receiving monitor I've installed in the backseat of this particular vehicle that I am seated in. I watch attentively as that fucker Juarez watches Red sleep. Then, he leans forward and whispers something to her that the microphones are unable to catch and my blood pressure spikes to a thousand. Juarez removes his coat and I immediately begin texting Portini to tell him to prepare

say to Luis, "Get ready. Close

Juarez reposition Red and stroke his greedy hands up and down her thighs. The rage that I feel is a living, breathing force that

are so fucking

like a jack-o-lantern on Halloween. Slow and sloppy and with all

this was coming, the sight of it floors me. I'm so shocked by his audacity that I can hardly draw a clean breath. My chest is heaving with anger and my teeth are grinding like chains on a

snarl, hitting the button again.

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