CHAPTER 2

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We were at the bar in the private room, waiting for further instructions. This wasn't supposed to be like this, I shouldn't be here. I should've been downstairs dancing with the other girls.

I looked around me and took in my new surroundings. I had been working here for six months but had never been upstairs other than the time that Christian took me. It was strictly forbidden and well guarded for a reason. The second floor was where all the business meetings were held and while walking to the private room I saw many different faces, including men heavily protected with guns.

There were different private rooms and different staff. It seemed like a completely different club.

"Calm down, you're shaking." Faith laughed and caressed her fingers through my curls.

Only when she had mentioned it I noticed my legs were shaking and took a deep breath to control myself. I didn't know whether I was freaking out because I was about to see the same man I tried my hardest to avoid or because I would be with a lot of powerful and dangerous men in one room.

"Just hand them their drinks and snacks and that's it. We don't have to dance or do anything, it's just as easy as that." Luna tried to reassure me, but it only freaked me out even more.

"Everything you hear in that room stays inside of that room, when someone says or does something inappropriate you let security handle it," Luna instructed.

Everything you hear in that room stays inside of that room. Those were not words I was unfamiliar with it as Christian showed me how it worked.

These men weren't normal businessmen but worked for the mafia. Deep down I knew if I made one wrong move, dropped a drink, or did anything remotely stupid which was pretty much my daily routine, it was pretty much the same as asking for a death wish.

"It's easy money and we don't even have to do much. Just breath and relax squirrel." Luna told me.

Right, easy work. What could possibly go wrong, all I had to do was make sure not to drop anything.

"Come on girls, let's go." A man suddenly spoke. He had on a quality suit and was tall and toned. Instead of meeting his eyes, my stare went to the gun in his pockets and I froze for a second.

Of course, he had a gun, I knew what I got myself into.

"Hey, squirrel aren't you usually downstairs?" He asked and took a step in front of me. I had never met this man before but he knew who I was. Of course, he knew, that was their job, to keep an eye on all of the girls. Or maybe he knew who I was because he was always next to Christian and the two of them seemed closed.., but then again, why would Christian even talk about me?

"Y-yes." I barely whispered. He gave me a warm smile and placed his hand on my bare shoulder.

"I'm Marc, don't be scared. I'm here to protect you." He said and looked down at his gun. He might've thought he was calming me down but he only made things worse. "It's Serena right?"

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw different men in suits, including two of the Lamberti brothers, Enzo and Gio enter the room and made their way over to the large table. Luckily we were still behind the bar and there was glass separating the space so they couldn't see us.

"Yes..." I answered and looked at him with pleading eyes, almost begging him to get me out of here.

"Lucio told us to not touch or even breath near you but he's the one who brought you up here...I don't get it especially with it being such an important meeting." Marc spoke confused. At the moment I was just as confused as him because I wondered why Lucio gave them those instructions but before I could ask anything Luna had already taken over the conversation.

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