Mr. Mafia

Brie Cheese (seven)

One week later...

i had spent the last week cooking and cleaning non stop. I went over places i had already cleaned. twice. My back and arms are so sore from all the lifting i had been doing. As for the cooking part, i actually read something and tried to cook something decent. I ended up making a chicken salads for two days before Alessandro yelled at me for making  the same damn thing.

Oh well, at least it wasn't something different.

Speaking of Alessandro, we  haven't really talked since last week.  It was usually was me asking if he wanted  coffee, juice or tea for breakfast, and it also consisted  of him telling me that he would be out for most of the day,

I always wondered where he went during the day. I had spent the morning and afternoons by myself, cleaning. But i figured he was busy with meetings or something like that.  But it  didn't take much to know where he went during the night. In one week, i had met four girls he has bought home.

Four.

All of the girls were nice and gentle and innocent. And i had no idea how a girl would ever go out with someone like Alessandro. Let  alone sleep with him. Turns out three out of the four girls i had  met were really nice. Expect for the last one, Miranda, she was a bitch. Alessandro would kick all the girls out in the morning and it really put into perspective what kind of person he was.

But i still couldn't wrap my head around why someone so nice would sleep with someone like Alessandro. Maybe it was because he was so hot.

I really did not say that. But it was true. Alessandro was is very attractive. I sighed and looked at the clock, realizing it was almost two. I sprayed the counter with Clorox and wiped the counter which i sprayed multiple times.

There was nothing to do. Other than clean and there was nothing to clean because  i fucking clean everyday. Just as i was about to put the bottle away, a loud, imtimdating voice called my voice. "Maria!"

I didn't have to guess who it was. I was  so used to it.

"I'm in here." I said as i put the bottle away.

"Come here." Alessandro called.

I quickly walked over to him, knowing he was already in a  bad mood. "Yes?"

"Remember when you first starting working here and i told you i would be throwing a big  party?" Alessandro said, analyzing my face, which made me slightly blush.

"Yeah."

"Well the party is tomorrow , at eight."  Alessandro said.

Suddenly i could feel the whole world crashing down on me.

"Tomorrow? At  eight? And you want me to do what exactly?"  i said already knowing the answer.

"Well lucky for you, i have a list." He said, trying to contain a smile.

Oh god no.

I wanted to crawl under a table and not come out. Alessandro smirked as he handed me the list.

God, that smirk.

Okay, yes. I admit it, his smirk is attractive.

As i unfolded the paper, i could feel my heart stop. There was three pages, front and back. I stared at the paper in horror. There was so much to do which consisted of:
-crab cakes
-lobster
-appetizers
-34 bottles of champagne
-18 bottles of Buchanas
-8 bottles of whiskey
-12 bottles of wine
-Mini sandwich's in French bread
-Brie cheese (MUST)
-grapes
-Mini red velvet cakes (24 on seven platers)
-dj Kenny
-ice(7 bags)
-confetti (gold)
-gold balloons