Page 108 of My Mafia King

As fast as someone would learn if they wanted to stay alive.

Which is really fast in my case.

This part of Damaso’s business is like any other business.

It’s where I’ve been hired initially.

This is about the hotel resort, the restaurant, the casino, the transportation company, the bars. The employees and the guests.

It’s the opposite of what I thought I’d be doing, and frankly, he has an entire management department running it as smoothly as possible, but he is very much involved.

It’s his business, after all, and whatever else he runs on the side is buried underneath.

Does he need me?

I don’t know.

He’d done well without me before I arrived.

It’s a matter of making things easier for him. In that regard, I am helpful.

He just says he needs something, and I’m on it with the typical enthusiasm of someone who doesn’t know any better.

By the end of the day, I’m spent.

He also said I’d always be with him, and again, he wasn’t joking.

His schedule is far from normal.

After running meetings and checking his business operations all day long, he heads to his hotel suite with me in tow.

He showers and changes his clothes while I wait for him in the living room.

Later, he walks out wearing what looks like a runway suit that could stop traffic. Black pants, jacket, shirt, and vest.

His watch, belt buckle, and ring complement his attire, while his slight stubble gives him a sultry look.

I don’t know whether I’m too hormonal, but I can’t peel my eyes away from him.

“Aren’t you going to change?”

“Change?”

“Uh-huh,” he says, pointing to my dress. “We’re spending the night in the casino. I need you to be dressed differently.

“Yes. Uh… Differently. Give me a second.”

I zip out of the room before he has the chance to say something else.

We’re spending the night in the casino.

How?

I could hit the bed right now and sleep ten hours straight. Today has been intense. What am I talking about?

Every day has been intense since I left home.

It’s like I don’t have time to catch a breath. And I don’t.

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