Page 58 of My Mafia King

I’m gentle with her, and while there’s nothing sexual in my gesture, this is more than me doing a good deed.

She reminds me of that Sicilian girl I met when I was a boy. They very much look the same.

But this is also more than her reminding me of someone else.

Aside from being a stunner, she seems misplaced, not belonging.

What is this woman doing here?

Really, now?

I’ve seen girls like her before.

They come here often.

Some are on vacation with their families or travel with friends.

Sometimes, they have their boyfriends with them.

Or their husbands.

Some girls are looking for work. Not all of them want to work in hospitality, but some do. Cleaning the rooms, working in the kitchen, and serving at the bar.

There’s nothing wrong with that.

And then there are the ones looking for shortcuts.

They want to make money dancing for the clients.

No one is forcing them to do that.

Some even enjoy that kind of life. They find pleasure in it, and the money is rewarding.

But the woman standing next to me is different than the others.

She wouldn’t be here on vacation, gambling in a casino, shaking her butt for cash, or sucking someone’s cock for a nice designer dress.

Her so-called ex just ratted her out that she wasn’t into sex.

Maybe she wasn’t into sex with him, and looking at him… Can I really blame her for that?

I still don’t understand how these two have gotten together, to begin with.

They have nothing in common.

That he maybe was misguided and wanted to fuck her… I can see that. The little head doesn’t always make sense, but what was she doing hanging out with him?

They couldn’t be more different, yet here they are, stranded in my hotel while it’s bestowed upon me to impart some justice.

“Gianni?” I mutter.

He looks at me.

“Find a room for Carmina. She’s staying here tonight. And make sure no one enters her room. Other than maybe the housekeeper or the server who brings her food.”

I turn to her.

“You go with him. No one will put a finger on you, all right? And tomorrow morning, you go to that interview.”

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