The Mafia's Secret

B E I N G T H E W A I T R E S S

[Author's note- enjoy the huge ass chapter]

The car came to a halt and there it was in front of me, the cafe where my next mission will take place.

I quickly got out of the car with a small amount of halothane with me. I entered from the back door. The one thing which Lucian told me about later was, that the cafe is for normal people on the front side but the last wall on the cafe where it looks like the cafe ends after that particular wall starts the Mafia's meeting place with not only coffee but kinda bar too, with light alcoholic beverages too.

I got there and I saw a person dressed in a dark gray suit and he quickly asked me, "Um... Diana?"

I nodded and he gave me the uniform.

I wonder that manager himself is giving me the uniform when anyone could have done it. Lucian is a bit extra... I like it though.

I quickly went into the changing room till then Massimo started drinking something I don't know what and the waitress around him seemed quite busy making themselves look good.

I saw the uniform and scoffed at that lame excuse for a cloth. It was a beige-colored dress, the hem of the uniform was barely covering my butt, and I was feeling suffocated from the pressure on my breasts. 

I wished not to get a muscle cramp at the end of the day. 

I shooed the pain in my body and just imagines myself in loose shorts and a huge ass t-shirt when I will be done with this boy, I'll make sure to torture him more because of this.

I tried to take a deep breath but it was just a half breath and I went near the kitchen where waitresses were taking orders and then going to serve them.

Before entering the kitchen I saw Orson Keaton sitting at the corner table with some of his friends.

They seemed into deep conversation. I looked at Massimo and he passed me a wink, and I knew what the wink meant...

The-work-is-done-you'll-get-his-table-only.

I blinked at him and went near the kitchen to do a formality of asking what I have to do, after knowing exactly what I have to do.

The order taker lady saw me and scanned me, from top to bottom. I raised my eyebrows at her. 

She gulped visibly, I really hated the way she scanned me, it was kinda disrespectful.

"O-On the corner table from the right", she said quietly.

I nodded and was about to go there when only one more waitress came in front of me, chewing her gum loudly with neon pink painted nails, and twisting her ponytail in her one hand.

I stopped myself from making a disgusted face because of her manners.

She glared at me and signaled me to get away from her way from her hands.