Taming The Mafia Princess

na'

made in an entire year!" Sofia screamed excitedly from the other side o

e phone an inch away

cafe job less than an hour ago? I was still drowning in my own bewil

ow," she ordered with full girl boss authorit

athless, disbelieving laugh. Sure enough, less than three minutes

r and sliding into the plush back seat. As the car pulled smoothly into the mid-aft

n in his late fifties, with d

asked softly, his voice carry

empting to force a polite smile that

see, miss... the road that breaks your heart is often th

st began to loosen. My life had been an unrelenting roller coaster of ups and downs, but sitting i

murmured, leaning my head

clearly had an incredible taste in music-or perhaps he wa

began blasting softl

rtney just pulled up in

g along at the top of my lungs, dramatically gesturing out the window, com

ached your destination," a

ver looking back at me with a massive, cheek-to-cheek grin, b

orry, sir!" I squeaked, hurriedly unbuckling my seatbelt. I pu

the ride! Have

exhaled a long breath-most drivers with terrible anger issu

ked up at the familia

è Fi

as warm, cozy, decorated with fresh floral arrangements,

ere gossip-talking, eating pastries, and c

the glass door, something h

her arms around my neck with enough for

miracle I was a few inches taller than her, or

nd Resorts empire. A certified nepo baby. She had every reason in the world to be bratty, arrogant, and insufferable like so many wealth

ut as she opened her mouth to order our usual drin

to your face, Miss D?

ingle detail of my disastrous morning-from the

he marble table so hard the water glasses shook violently. "

ection. I instantly buried my face in my

en that man the beating of his li

d," I coaxed gently.

ng soothing words, Sofia finally collapsed back into her c

smile slowly sprea

d for you after all," she murmured, sliding he

n elegant crest and

E LINE

es. Exceptional Compensation. Pri

nal? Sofia, surviving my chaotic little twin br

asically co-raising Matei and Vlad since they were born! You've survived sleepless nights, mastered

with absolute conviction. "Trust me on this,

ia had already called her private driver,

g the Nurture Line Agency. The entire lobby practically screamed luxury; polishe

son could easily get lost becaus

a cute smile. "Welcome to Nurture Line.

se!" I nod

paper form attached

icant

cupa

gency

care Ex

uages

ught, meticulously writing down my details bef

yes landed on one specific line. "Under Childcare Experience, you wrote.

and after a brief pause, the receptionist's prof

ionist smiled, stamping my file with a green s

silent prayer to the heavens: Please, just

*

esco'

g my bloody time!" I growled, my

ck of my armored Range Rover due to Milan's

of work, lost time wasn't just

ng the soundproof glass partition se

eo, sat with his jaw clenched, lo

ency, Matteo?" I demanded, tapping my hea

ntry. They exclusively supply elite staff to diplomats, international CEOs, and high-ranking politicians.

pulled up to the private

outside on the pavement, practically shaking with an

bowed his head nervously, his hand tr

shold into the building, the

ne dared to breathe, move, or make eye contact. They knew exactly w

office. Waiting for me on the heavy mahogan

red, wiping his eyebrows with a silk handkerchief. "Every single applicant here

h total indifference. I flipped page after page,

annies. None of them looked remotely capable. Lucia would te

ut and walk out when a photograp

g waves of vibrant red hair, striking green eyes, and a so

s designer jewelry, no fake p

e of the paper. I couldn't tear

ously, noticing my sudden stillness

ed, my voice dropping int

rything from his tablet. "She... ah, actually just

f my tongue. It was exotic, sharp

ettled in my chest. She was the o

leather portfolio shut, standing up

interview,"

desk phone. "Of course, Mr. Marino!

, stepping toward the doors

ancing back over my shoulder

e it to