Page 101 of Hidden Ties

Matthias nodded. “I thought about that, but I don’t want to get the woman who has been cleaning my house in trouble. The woman downstairs is wearing a wig. Her breasts are different, too.”

Kent’s interest was piqued. “You noticed a difference in her breast size?”

“Come see. I’ll show you.”

Rising from the chair, Kent went behind the desk where Matthias was watching. Kent was glad he was standing behind his shoulder when he saw the woman on the computer screen. The woman was cleaning the kitchen counter, and she was alsodoing it naked from the waist up. The bottom was also just as awe-inspiring. When she bent down to take a spray bottle out from underneath the counter, he could see a thong between ripe-ass cheeks.

Matthias’ weird behavior when he had arrived was explained. He had kept him from walking inside and seeing the naked woman. He had only entered after he received a text to come upstairs.

It was no wonder the woman came on the same day and time. Kent bet it was when Dominic and Maria were out of the house all day.

“There’s a difference in her ass, too,” Matthias stated, pointing at the computer screen. He looked at him over his shoulder unhappily.

Straightening his tie, Kent tried unsuccessfully to pry his gaze from the luscious woman who had moved on to scrub the stove. “Uh …” Kent cleared his throat. He was beginning to understand Matthias’ situation. It would be hard to talk unless his cock did the talking. “You pay her to clean the house like that?”

“Not her. I paid the other woman, not this one,” Matthias corrected him.

When he was finally able to tear his gaze away, he stared down at Matthias. “What do you want me to say to her?”

“I want you to ask where April is. Make it plain I don’t want to make any trouble for April. If she’s been fired, I’ll have Sal track her down for me, and I’ll hire her independently. Can you take care of this for me?”

“Of course,” he answered without a moment’s pause to think it over.

“You can also tell her”—Matthias nodded at the computer screen—“I won’t require her for the rest of the house. She canfinish the kitchen and leave. The money will be in the usual place.”

“She’s not going to be happy seeing someone she doesn’t know walking into the kitchen if she’s expecting you,” he stated, seeing the problem ahead.

“How will she know? I’ve never met her. I left the door unlocked for her. If you think she’s going to bolt, block her way from reaching the hall. The money for the cleaning is there. She won’t leave without the money.”

The cynicism on Matthias’ face startled him. He was much too young to have such a cynical view. Then he took in consideration the other members of the Luciano family and how fucked up they were. As far as he could tell, Matthias appeared to be the most well-adjusted of all the cutthroats.

“I can electronically lock the door from here. I’ll be watching. If she tries to run off, I’ll lock the door. Don’t let her leave until I find out what I want to know. I like April. She knows what I like. This woman is whipping through the rooms too fast.”

“If she’s not doing a good job, don’t pay her.”

Kent bent over Matthias’ shoulder to get a better view. She seemed to be doing a fine job.

“I pay the cleaning company electronically before she starts cleaning. The money in the hallway is her tip.”

He had to clear his throat again when the woman started vacuuming the kitchen floor.

“Just curious: what’s she doing you don’t like?”

Matthias shoved his shoulder back, discouraging him from leaning so close. “You don’t see? She keeps holding something to hide her breasts.”

“Ah …”

Now he could understand. She was using the handle of the vacuum cleaner to obstruct his view. Before that, the cleaning cloth had been in front of her, then the countertop. To be fair tohimself, he hadn’t caught that detail because he had been more focused on her thong when she would turn around. He almost laughed out loud when he realized she was using one of the kitchen table chairs to block Matthias’ view.

“I have to give her credit, she is resourceful,” he complimented her.

Matthias wasn’t as appreciative. “She’s the worst cleaner I’ve had.”

“Do you want me to take the tip back?”

He didn’t want him to take the tip back. He also didn’t want him to give the woman a bad review and put her job in jeopardy.

He could use a good spring cleaning. Lucca’s hotel staff didn’t offer cleaning in the nude. He might mention it to him.

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