Hiding The Billionaire Mafia's Twin

Chapter 4: The Job offer

SIX YEARS LATER

"What?" Laura Tosseli yelled in shock as she slowly dropped her glass of wine. She looks deeply into Fiorella's eyes. With her brown hair in a ponytail and her clean navy blue guarded suit, she looks across the table at her best friend. "Twin baby? A boy and a girl? How the fuck did it happen?"

Laura Tosseli continues. "Is that true? So you just broke up with Dante like this? And live for six years. Just you and the two babies?" She looks disturbed.

Fiorella Evette looks sad at her lasagna noodles. "Yes, it's incredible to think of it." She smiles, "I've survived six years. Such a long time,"

Laura looks at her best friend in pity. "You will never know. It's like yesterday when my brother and I grew up together..." She sniffs. "Who would know that you're now a mother? All still curves up, your slim wide hips,"

Fiorella giggles at Laura. "Common, Aura, I have no choice. I have two children to raise, and all are scheduled up. I am doing three works right now." She sniffs once more. "English Home tutorial, At noodles restaurant, and lastly, a mother!" She grins.

Laura flinched in shock. She smiles suddenly. "But those jobs don't make much money. It's not even enough to feed you and one kid,"

"Yeah, I know, it's tough for the name. I am a High-class graduate of the feed of Fashion, and also I've got my degrees, but finding good work in Milan or Sicily needs a connection to do that," Fiorella complains.

Laura smiles. "Me spending half of my years in Seoul is not a pain in my beautiful ass. I am here, girl, and your girl is back, so the Gods must have known that a princess is in distress. So he sent me the acknowledgment Angel to save your motherly ass!"

Fiorella looks at her, confused.

Laura quickly slams a booklet onto the table, not minding people who stare. "Amica, look! Fifty thousand Euros a month. Secretary to the Boss!"

Fiorella's eyes opened in shock. "Fif...fifty...tho... thousand Euros?" She clears her throat. "Seems too good to be true,"

"Do you take me as a fake DR manager?" She furrows her brow at the still-lifeless Fiorella. "Everybody knows that the pay is good at Missoni Clothing. I can't say about others. But I can get you into that company for sure with the help of my brother,"

Fiorella picks up the booklet as she rolls her eyes at the requirements. "But look at the requirements: 5'4 in height, well proportioned, bachelor's degree in business and fashion, Fair or Melanie skin, beautiful face, and graceful behavior," she raised her eyebrows questionably at Laura. "Isn't your rich friend looking for a woman?"

Laura laughs out loud. "I've been friends with him since we were kids. Never lacks women! The secretary is going to be picked up by the Boss's fiance. So relax. He's not fully yet the King but a prince. He's there temporarily because his father, Massi Denaro, is testing him."

Fiorella picks up the booklet again. "Okay, girl, I need this money. My kids are going to school, and I want to send them to the best school."

"It's your grace, Fiorella, your grace," Laura Tosseli smiles as she leans over to kiss her forehead. "I'll be going now before my husband Lucca sends for me. I'll create a chance to see you and the kids, okay?"