In Love with the Mafia Boss

d next he does is fire her? That's something I've never seen, I'm wondering how many promises he's made to her, I can't absorb this properly. I'm staring at his lips mo

rips written in my engagement letters, he has no branch in Rome or is this a new established one that happened within days? Oh God!! I rub my face slightly and cross my arms. I just wanna drink some wine and whisk these crazy thoughts. I've never been to Rome, all my life I've been inclined to my Mom and now I'll be leaving to a new place that I know nothing about? All in the name of business? Just the P.A and the CEO and perhaps the huge guy? Oh, fuck it. I breathe in and out and walk out of the restroom. I step into my office and sit on the couch, grabbing my cell phone and I dial Daph. Gosh, I remember that it's a confidential trip, I toss my phone away and sigh out. The confidentiality makes it more alarming to me or maybe it's because I'm not actually comfortable around my boss, I guess it's why. “Get your shit together, May!” Time flies a little faster, It's end of the day at work, I take up my coat and bag after setting my desk aright. I have to report to my boss first before exiting this huge building. Lisa has left, and why did she leave this soon anyway? Without letting me know, well, she must have a reading issue at hand or she doesn't feel like letting me know. It's fine. I knock on the door, he doesn't say a word to me and I just take the risk of stepping in. I look around, the boss and Dimitri aren't there. This is strange, am I the only left in this building? Fuck! I turn to leave and I hear footsteps, I turn around instantly. He is adjusting his trousers and I quickly look away from him. I hate to see a thing like this. He is my boss for crying out loud. “Raven?” His voice swallows me like I've longed to hear it, he sits halfway on the edge of the desk and crosses his arms, he motions at me to come forward. I do it, scarily. “I uhm... I wanted to know if you need me for anything before I take my leave.” “Really? Why did you do it?” “You mean?” I stare at him, perplexed. “You watched us! Alicia and I!” “Th-that was a mistake, I swear to you. I didn't have intentions to watch, I swear it—” “But you did. More than a second! Does my daughter know?” “No! Please Sir, don't tell it to her, she'd—” “You are a dirty little slut, aren't you?” This is beyond it, how can he call me that? I'm not