Niccolo Fierri

ou just did that," Jess says,

t think it was a big deal. But from the way she looks shock

with a shrug, making my way

't believe I wasn't as freaked out as her. I just didn't see what the

regular client

ething?" I don't answer with the assumption that it was a rhetorical question. "That's Niccolo," she con

tion, a second longer than it should have.

a F

es him my

s accent should have been a dead give away. Jess seeing the realization on my f

gives my shoulder a comforting squeeze, and walks past

ing before, or moreso towering over me like a shadow. His jaw is

pissed b

p there was fucking cute, Aut

gain, he's my boss so what did I expect. He probably knew everything about

P. "But I thought it was se

wls at

fter learning this new information about the asshole

teresting for me. He doesn't scare me any

take a step back out of his reach. He

t," I ch

e lowers to a threatening octave. "I wonder

tum

boss, Marcellius is making his way towards me. He looks h

s as he combs a hand through his dark brown waves. The other has shoulder length brown curly ha

et my brother Nic. I hope he hasn't caused you an

r, I tuck a curl behind my ear and shake

exy, low chuckle. "You hear that Nic," he says, pr

I kno

fumes of heat, penetrating into the

he made about putting a bullet in my head is laugha

before I hear his heavy footsteps recede, and he'

e snaps his mouth shut. "Apologies, Autumn. I know you still have a couple hours left on y

The one on the right hasn't said a word, unlike th

know Niccolo, or Nic

him a

hand, skimming from the left to th

are being the less shy brother, steps forward and grabs my hand. He plants a gentle kiss on my k

going to have to keep an eye out for that one. Just his looks alone tell me he

It felt weird considering my job is to give men a lap dance. I was i

and I still have rent to pay. So I pu