Maid to the mafia: totally alluring

CHAPTER 5

ARE YOU MY JENNIFER?

Giovanni was furious, in a rage.

As soon as she stepped out of the toilet, he snapped,
“Did you wash your hands?”
“I did.”
“Good.” He turned on his heel, took two steps, and literally dragged her with him. His poor maid was screaming her head off. But at this point, he didn’t give a fuck. They needed to have a real conversation—one that definitely did not take place in front of the loo.

Giovanni eyed his surroundings, scanning for a safe but private space where they could talk without any interruption. And he found it. Way up high in the sky. The Ferris wheel. He dragged Jay to one of the compartments, flicked a one-hundred-dollar note to the ticket collector, and locked the door behind him. Jay was trapped. And that was where he liked her to be.

Close, enclosed, and right next to him. Now it was time for the interrogation. No more kisses. But he couldn’t help feeling that dark emotion curling up his throat. Steam was coming out of his ears. He looked at his maid, in bunny ears. He just couldn’t take her seriously like this.

“Take those damned bunny ears off your head, Jay,” Giovanni snapped, snatching the ears off her head.
“I can’t talk to you seriously when you look like a cartoon character out of Disneyland.”
“That’s the whole point, isn’t it?” she grouched.
“I’m supposed to be a cute bunny, giving out balloons and fly—”
“The fuck you going around giving balloons and flyers for?” He cut her off.
“Who gave you permission to work in this amusement park? Did I say you could work here, Jay? You don’t even have time to study and brew my coffee. Now you have time to dress up like some Playboy bunny and give out love balloons. Jay, you—”
“That’s enough.” She cut him off.
“I can’t tolerate you talking down at me. I’m a human, Giovanni, not a Playboy bunny. I don’t like it when you talk shit to me. Oops. I swore.” Her eyes immediately glared at him.
“See, it’s because of you. That’s why I’ve turned out like this. Living with you as your maid for two months, now I’m talking like you. Shit this, shit that. Ahhh! I’m going crazy.” His maid messed up her hair in frustration.

Giovanni just blinked. No one had ever defied him before. Not since he’d been named mafia boss after Giuseppe. But this maid of his made him laugh, so hard that his taut abs trembled and he fell back into his seat.

Jay just stared at him blankly as he laughed manically. Maybe he was a maniac after all. Maybe he had turned crazy, just like Jay. Two crazy people in a container, two peas in a pod. Fuck, it was hilarious. He’d never laughed that hard before. Not since he was with his little friend Jennifer. After his laughter died down, he smirked, shoved the bunny ears into the pocket of his grey suit, and straightened his cufflinks.

He roughly ran his fingers through his sleek black hair, resurrecting his façade, personifying the ruthless billionaire mafia boss, before asking her the ultimate question that had been haunting him since the day she’d left Cory Mansion.

“Why did you leave? Did you want to die? Did you plan to steal my three million dollars like your old man did?”

“Because I was told to. No, and no, for the other two questions.” Such simple, straightforward answers. But Giovanni was still confused.
“What are you on about? Explain.”
“You said you let me go. So I went.” Giovanni scoffed.
“I said no such thing.”
“You have short-term memory,” his maid pointed out.
“I have an excellent memory,” he taunted back.
“Well, why don’t you refresh my memory of that night then?” She was testing him, and he knew it. He hated it, being put on the spot.
“What night?” Giovanni raked his brain for what had happened that night, but he couldn’t remember saying anything along the line of kicking her out of the house. Shit, this guessing game was doing his head in.
“For fuck’s sake, Jay. Just tell me. My mind is in a soup blender here.”
“The night you kissed me,” Jay emphasized. The information snuck in. A slow smile stretched his lips, as the memory of that night came rushing back in. Oh, yes, the kiss. Hot. Delicious. Making his dick stand proud and tall. Giovanni moved seats so he snuggled closer to her.