Mr. Mafia

Nine

Maria's POV

Asshole.

Idiot.

Son of a bïtch.

Fücking gorgeous Italian.

I hate him.

Why?

Why did I have to let my guard down? Why did I let him see me smile? Why? Just why? Why did I like the way he felt on top of me? Just why? 

A few hours later

"Okay, listen to me Maria, you must listen to these rules carefully if you want to survive this party. This party is going to be filled with drunk creeps who will grope you. Don't lash out, just walk away and don't make a scene. Alessandro would get mad if something would ruin this party." Sydney said, pacing around the kitchen. She mad come over to help me with the party. It turns out she always helps and is one of the main waitresses of Alessandro's party. She had worked at least 5 of Alessandro's parties. She knew I was anxious mess and i was scared shitless.

"It's  harassment." I replied. I've been groped, touched, yelled at, beaten at and  harassed. It came with part of the job. But I always said something. Of course I would get even more in trouble but that was who I was. I always said something.

"I know. Every time I wait on his parties, it happens but just keep calm. I'll be over before you know it."

"What's the next rule?" I asked.

"Smile. Always. Don't drop Anything  or bump into someone. Your job is to work and feed people, not talk to anyone. Trust me, I've learned. Head up, and one more thing, Maria." Sydney said.

"What?"

"Breathe."

*****
Breathe.

Breathe.

It's going to be okay Maria.

No the fuck it was not.

I knew it was going to be a big party but not this big. At least 300 people were here all rich and beautiful. All the men here were dressed in the best suits, all rich, most of them were young and gorgeous but they had a blonde wrapped around them. And then there were the old dudes who kept making me come over them just so they can hit on me. But of course, I just smiled and let it slide. All the girls here were young, thin, blonde and obnoxiously pretty. It wasn't fair.

I was short with a flat stomach but I had a pouch from when I lost the weight and i didn't have long luxurious hair. My hair was in a serious need for a hair cut.

But then that's when I saw her.

I didn't know her name.

But she was gorgeous.

She was tall, with long blonde, voluminous bouncy curls, she was tanned and had blue eyes with way to big lips and a beauty mark right by her lip. She was beautiful and I suddenly felt insecure. And of course she was all over Alessandro and he was soaking up every bit of it.

He had his hand wrapped around her waist, slowly trailing down to her ass, and squeezing it while whispering something in her ear that made her laugh.

Of course he would.

He's a man whore. What else is new? I sighed and went back to serve the kitchen to bring back another platter of food. So this is why these people are so skinny. There not eating anything, just snacks and not to mention all the alcohol.

"Maria?" Someone called out my name and I quickly turned around to see Marco holding a plastic bag.

"Oh hey. Did you need something?" I asked.