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Chapter seventy two
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Mafia Tech Bro Chapter seventy two
TANISHAI reached for my apartment door, a smile pulling at my face that I couldn't quite shake. And had nothing to do with Roman. I just had a good day. It was as simple as that. Or that's what I told myself as I turned the key.I quickly dropped the smile the second I saw Geneva. She was on the couch, laptop on her thighs, one leg tucked under her. The screen lit her face in that focused way she got when she was deep into something, brows slightly drawn, lips pressed together.“Look who’s finally home,” she said, without looking up.I shut the door, slipped off my shoes, and set my bag down.“What are you doing that requires such level of concentration?” I asked, walking past her.“Work,” she said. “Report.”“For the boutique?”“Unless I’ve been secretly promoted to something more exciting.”“Doubt it.”I kept moving toward my room, already removing my jacket.“Where do you think you’re going?”I paused and glanced over my shoulder.“What does it look like? I need to take a shower.
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter seventy one
TANISHA The drive back was tranquil. The chill from the air-conditioner moved gently through the car, cool against my skin. It slipped along my arms, my throat, the back of my neck. The steady flow of it made the space feel calmer, like the world outside had been tuned down.I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, watching other cars pass by, the vibrant neon signs illuminating the buildings, the people on the sidewalk, each one absorbed in their routines. Everyone seemed to have a destination. I found myself wondering if anyone had ever paused to watch me from their cars, curious about my life and where I was headed.I exhaled, a thin fog blooming against the window.“I didn't expect to enjoy the car race as much as I did,” My voice sounded small against the low thrum of the engine.Roman didn’t pull his eyes from the road, but his grip on the wheel shifted, enough for the leather to creak. “You never really know what you delight in until you try.”“That’s not true,”
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter seventy
TANISHARoman’s car was idling when I stepped out of the building. It wasn’t the same car as yesterday.This was low, dark, and silent. A Porsche. It seemed like a car for someone who preferred to move through the world without a soundtrack. I slid into the passenger seat, the smell of expensive leather and cold air hitting me immediately.He was behind the wheel like yesterday. No driver.I watched his profile, unable to promptly peel my eyes away. He looked striking. I’d only seen him in suits, but this was different—the leather pants, the black knit sweater, and that heavy, oversized charcoal plaid coat. It was a complete departure from what I was used to. I have to admit, he really was an attractive man.“Hi,” I said, looking away.Roman didn't just glance at me, he looked. It was a slow, steady sweep that felt entirely too intrusive. “You look good,” he said.It sounded more like he was stating a fact, rather than giving a compliment. I wasn’t sure how to respond.“…Thank you?”
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter sixty nine
TANISHARoman had picked me up at eight last night like he said he would. And I had shown up mostly because I had questions I needed answers to.I expected a restaurant, or perhaps one of those private dimly lit lounges. Instead, he drove me to a nondescript glass-and-steel building in a part of the city I didn’t know existed.When the elevator doors opened, I couldn't help but let out a tiny breath of surprise.It wasn't a showroom; it was a cathedral. Under recessed spotlights sat rows of curves and edges. Machines that looked more like weapons than transportation. The air smelled of polished wax, expensive leather, and the cold, metallic scent of high-performance engines.I let my gaze linger on a vintage silver coupe before I caught myself. I forced my expression to go flat. I wasn't exactly here to be impressed. For all I knew, I could be here as mere entertainment. The thought of it immediately forced the question.“What exactly did you say to Christof?” I asked, my voice echoin
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter sixty eight
CHRISTOFI had not been on a track in six months. I hadn’t done any of the things I enjoyed in a while.Access wasn’t an issue. The circuit maintained a standing arrangement under a name that wasn’t mine, a private allocation that required no scheduling, no negotiation. If I showed up, I drove.My Ferrari Roma tracked perfectly through the final stretch leading into the facility. Its twin-turbo V8 was a muffled, civil hum behind the soundproof glass. The gates recognized my transponder before I reached them. No delay, no security check-in. As expected.I drove straight into the private pit lane and pulled into the garage assigned to me. The space was enclosed, removed from the main paddock, shielded from the gaze of the weekend enthusiasts.The engine stilled.For a moment, I remained behind the wheel, hands resting lightly on the Italian leather, my gaze fixed on the concrete wall. Then I stepped out.Inside the garage, everything was already in place.The racing suit—fireproof, matt
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter sixty seven
TANISHAThe car slowed as we approached the estate gates, the headlights sweeping briefly across the walls before the guards opened up without delay.I shifted slightly in my seat, adjusting the strap of my bag where it rested against my shoulder. Nothing about the drive back had been unusual.Christof hadn’t spoken beyond what was necessary. When he’d instructed me to take his briefcase to the car, it had been delivered without the quiet edge he favored when he was making a point. If anything, the silence had been… unsettling.We came to a stop in front of the house. The driver’s hands shifted slightly on the wheel, preparing to turn off the engine.“Leave it running,” Christof said.The driver paused, then nodded once. “Yes, sir.”He opened his door and stepped out.I reached for the handle on my side automatically.“Stay.” Christof said. His voice wasn’t raised, but it was commanding.My hand stilled on the door. I leaned back into the seat instead, closing my fingers slowly around
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter nineteen
TANISHAThe door shut behind me, sealing me inside his office like a verdict. Christof didn’t bother sitting. He stood near the window instead, hands in his pockets, posture deceptively relaxed.He turned slowly. His flared nostrils, and cold eyes, were the only indications that he was upset.“Tell
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter eleven
Even Christof paused, brows lifting a fraction. Pepa? Requesting leftovers? In her thousand-dollar dress?She fluttered her lashes at him like she needed permission to breathe. “I’m starving,” she added brightly, “and I just adored the salmon. Didn’t you?”I pressed my lips into a fine line. What g
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 mi
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter thirty one
CHRISTOFIt felt like I was explaining colors to a blind person. Why was I even explaining so much, I’m pretty sure she knew how a date went. And with this new feisty personality she had just revealed, she would be able to handle herself around Roman.Her jaw tightened. She stared past me, at the w
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