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2026-03-28 04:56:36
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Mafia Tech Bro Chapter eighteen
TANISHAI stepped off the elevator, heels clicking against marble, and walked straight to my desk, everything was exactly as it should be. Phones rang softly, screens glowed, people moved with purpose. Except it wasn’t. Christof’s whereabout was unknown to me.I had pulled up to his house thirty minutes ago as usual.The gates opened like they always did. The driveway looked the same, clean and quiet. When I stepped out of my car, the gruff security guard requested for my name and ID, like he didn’t know who I was. He probably didn’t, I had never seen him there before. He barely glanced at my ID before shaking his head.“He’s not in this morning.”The guard never offered me any explanation beyond that. I assumed he left early to the office, even though there was no prior call or text from him. I now stared at his empty calendar block on my screen, the one that was supposed to be filled by now with his morning briefings, calls, and the inevitable reshuffling he liked to do just to remi
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter seventeen
CHRISTOFThe Hotel Calderón was almost home to the high and mighty of Manhattan. Celebrities, politicians, CEOs, people with status and immense wealth, were the only ones Hotel Calderón opened it’s doors to. Limestone exterior, low lighting, heavily armed security. No paparazzi, no noise. Just quiet wealth and deliberate privacy. Perfect.Pepa was still talking when we pulled in, something about how suspiciously calm I’d been since dinner. She she stopped when I took her hand and produced the blindfold.“Oh,” she said slowly. “Christof Gustavo, you’ve already given me more than enough.”“Not nearly enough.”She laughed under her breath, letting me tie it myself. I did it carefully, fingers brushing her hair, adjusting the knot so it wouldn’t pull. She trusted me enough not to peek.Inside, the garage smelled faintly of clean concrete and polish. The lighting was cool, and indirect, designed to reveal without overwhelming. I paused us where I wanted her, then caught the attention of a
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter sixteen
CHRISTOFMy driver, stopped in front of Maison Lune, and even from the curb the place looked like it had been carved out of moonlight. Frosted glass walls rose three floors high, glowing softly from within, like the building was lit by its own private constellation. Inside, candlelight shimmered against gold-trimmed mirrors, casting warm reflections across marble floors veined with silver. There was a glowing happy anniversary signage at the entrance. I was impressed.The maître d’ bowed himself in half when we entered.“Mr. Gustavo, Miss. Pepa, welcome to Maison Lune. And happy anniversary.”I’d booked the entire space, every table empty except the one dressed for two at the center of the room, surrounded by cascading white orchids and flickering candles. No guests, no noise, just us.Pepa clutched my arm as we were being escorted inside. “Christof… you rented out Maison Lune?”“For you,” I said.She smiled nervously, glancing around, at the sculpted marble oyster bar, the subtle aqu
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter fifteen
CHRISTOFFI wasn’t a man who marked dates. Birthdays, holidays, anniversaries. They usually blurred into a single, unremarkable line in my mind. Sentimental milestones, those were luxuries for men with uncomplicated lives. Men with clean hands.But Pepa changed that. She made everything worth celebrating.I woke before dawn, not because of a meeting or a crisis, because my mind drifted to her. To the way she curled into my side in her sleep, stealing warmth like she owned it. To the way she laughed, bright and reckless. The way she made noise everywhere she went, on purpose, like silence offended her.God, I loved her. A dangerous kind of love, the kind that rearranged a man. I saw her in a way that nobody else does. They look at her and see the vlogger, the influencer, the woman who could smile into a camera and make half a million people think she lived on stardust.But I saw her.Her patience, loyalty, her softness beneath the theatrics, the way she believed in me so simply, so fea
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter fourteen
TANISHAI found Pepa exactly where she always was on Thursdays at noon. Perched in Christof’s secondary office, sipping something green and expensive. She was typing furiously on her phone. Responding to hate comments I hoped.I hovered by the door like a stray cat waiting to be kicked.“Hi, Pepa,” I said, forcing a polite smile.She turned, eyes squinted, lips glossed within an inch of their lives.“Not a good time Tanisha. Is there something you need?”Yes. For starters, maybe choke on that hideous drink, or juice…whatever it was.“Umm…yes. I don’t intend to take much of your time.” I smoothened my dress.She patted the chair beside her, which was buried under coats, purses, PR packages, and one glittery scarf that looked like it would give me hives.I cleared a space and sat. “Okay. So the thing is, a couple of my friends are coming into the city. We’re…celebrating, I need to host them at a very chic restaurant, some place elegant.” I cleared my throat. “You’re the biggest and most
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter thirteen
TANISHAChristof’s office was colder than usual, temperature-wise and spiritually. The man loved his thermostat like he loved his money. At subarctic levels. I stood in front of his desk with my tablet, rattling off his schedule for the day like a malfunctioning Siri.“…and at four-thirty, the site briefing. They asked if you’d prefer virtual or—”“Physical,” he said without looking from his computer.Of course. Let the peasants tremble in his presence.I took a breath. “Noted. That’s everything on your agenda.”He didn’t acknowledge that. Christof rarely acknowledged anything I said unless it benefited him directly. He tapped his pen twice, leaned back in his leather chair, and then—“Actually,” he said, eyes lifting to me, “there’s one more thing I need handled.”There was always “one more thing.&rd
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