Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

My House

**ROMANY**

After a long shower in Damien's suite, I realized I was late for dinner and threw on a luxuriously soft black sweatsuit that Alex had gifted me and my only pair of running shoes. Mickey had texted me saying they wouldn't be back until after midnight and while my heart lurched at that information, it was probably for the best.

Apparently Midtown is a three hour drive from here and while they raced at speeds I couldn't even fathom to arrive there at six instead of seven, they had some things to settle and wouldn't be leaving until well after ten o'clock. Mickey claimed that he and Alex were planning to surprise me with something along the lines of a *new* contract. What that could be, I had no idea, but it wasn't as if it would matter anyway. At least, not until I returned here. *If* I returned here.

Oddly enough, there hadn't been any messages from Santos. Only from Tiny and Damien apologizing for leaving while I was still sleeping and promising me everything from orgasms to pedicures to make up for it.

*Fuck.*

I was really *in it* for these men. I loved each of them in different ways. The longer I thought about it, the harder it was for me to foresee a future where I gave my heart to only one of them. At the same time... I didn't see myself giving it to anyone else *but* them. All of them...

I mean, is that even a thing? Does that happen *anywhere* in the world? I know people explore all types of sexual relationships, I'm not a *complete* fool, but does anyone ever share themself long term?

Just the thought of giving up the right to ride Tiny's dragon makes my pussy ache with remorse. His easygoing nature and odd shyness leaves me feeling empty at the thought of breaking his heart. I adore him and he doesn't have a jealous bone in his body so I'm sure he's right there with me in everything I do.

Then there is Damien. My Dreamboat. My jealous, ravenous, bodyguard. With a body too beautiful to ever forget the feel of, and a heart entirely devoted to owning my soul. Nope. Don't want to lose him either.

And Mickey... shit. No way. I've never met anyone so desperate to make any dream I might have come true. He's proven time and again that he prioritizes me over everything and anything. Even placing himself in *danger* just to vindicate the shadows of my past. How many people can say they have a warrior willing to destroy the demons that have been and will be? A man willing to accept you in any capacity you wish to give yourself? I doubt very many...

really aren't any words for Alex. He's toxic and possessive. Manipulative and cold. But sexy as fuck and the kind of unrepentant asshole that drives a woman to her knees. Shit. Maybe I *am* greedy. Because I want it all and

promise to

it? Grrr. I'll

myself, I take a final look in the mirror, smiling at the dark purple love bites that Mickey left on my neck, and then promptly exiting Damien's suite. Heading down to the dining room,

after reading her text, we share a heartfelt **see you later** with a side of *'don't forget'* and then

open archway of the dining room with my nose in the air like a goddamned bloodhound as the scent of

croon stepping into the dining room and then freezing in my steps the moment I see

fuck

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a heart shaped face and little rosette mouth sits at the far end of the table. Her eyes are dark black like a crow's, and slightly familiar, but the thick lashes that shade them mean the difference between sweet and sinister when it comes to her gaze. Coiffed hair, thick as chicken wire and the deep, dark shade of mahogany brown sits above her

This is Ana.

Ana Romano.

of her dead father swirl through my head and for the first time I wish I'd called down to have the kitchens bring my food upstairs. I don't imagine I'll have very much in common with this girl at all, despite the fact

Well, we were equally surprised to find that out, but

so red I think she might actually be choking and I nearly race forward to pour

ask, stalking toward

voice that I've