Six

The telephone on my table rang and for a minute I eyed it wondering who the hell was calling. Even though I was Luciano's PA and a lot of people would call me, I was fucking sick of it. My last mission hadn't involved talking to so many people. Especially people who were potential criminals, considering they were doing business with the Devil himself. I looked behind me, through the glass walls, and sneered at him.

He sat majestically at his desk, holding a phone to his ear as he stared right back at me.

Bastard! was the word that came to mind.

Fucking bastard. The past week had been so hectic, I'd considered turning in my resignation letter just to be over it. I had to hand it to him, Luciano was a very meticulous businessman. He focused on his industry, guarding it like an eagle over her chicks and if he was just about any other man, that would have been so fucking hot.

I bit my lip, considering him for a while. His hair was gelled back. No surprise there. He was such a routine-