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Mafia Tech Bro Chapter eighty two
CHRISTOFTanisha’s behavior had taken on a physical weight.I felt it every time she set something on my desk. Every response she gave carried the sharp, clipped edge of a woman biting back a second sentence. Even her silence had shifted. Before, it was the guarded, predictable quiet of a professional. Now, it crowded the room like summer heat.Across from me, she was typing corrections into a spreadsheet. Her face was neutral, but her shoulders were drawn high and rigid.“Tanisha.”Her fingers froze over the keys. “Yes?”“I’m still waiting on that file.”She reached for it immediately and stood from her desk. Her heels struck the floor in a harsh rhythm as she made her way over. I tracked the stiffness in her spine before she reached the edge of my desk.She extended the file. I took it, flipped to the first page, and let my eyes skim the columns before looking up.“These numbers are hollow. The projections are missing.”Her jaw shifted, a tight muscle flexing near her ear. “I sent a
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter eighty one
TANISHA“Who the hell takes a girl fishing and then ghosts her after?”My voice was flat, muffled against the pillow.I lay sprawled across the mattress, watching the ceiling fan track lazy, predictable circles overhead. Late afternoon light cut through the blinds, casting narrow, yellow bars across the floor. Beside me was an unorganized pile of laundry I’d lost the energy to finish folding an hour ago. Or maybe two hours ago. Time was a blur on weekends now.It had been over a month since I last heard from Roman.Over a month since I’d watched him lean against the gunwale of that boat, river water shivering against his black sweater while he laughed at me for letting a fish escape right back into the water like an idiot.My stomach twisted. I grabbed a shirt from the basket and snapped it straight with entirely too much force.For the first two weeks, I had assumed he was busy. It was logical. Roman wasn’t a man with a predictable routine or a surplus of free time. He’d never offere
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter eighty
CHRISTOFWord got to me a month ago that Roman had gone off the grid. Again.The news had arrived through the usual channels without urgency. Mainly because the shipment routes remained active, payments moved uninterrupted, containers still cleared the ports exactly when they were supposed to.Men still answered calls. Operations continued with the same level of potency I demanded. Whether he was physically present or somewhere halfway across the world doing God knew what, business remained untouched.Which meant Roman disappearing was not going to be a problem. For me at least.I watched as the rain dragged against the windows in thin uneven trails. The weather had turned the city outside dull and silver all afternoon.Tanisha sat at her desk, attention fixed on her monitor while soft white light from the screen reflected faintly across her face. She appeared noticeably irritable, just as she had been for days.Her hair was pulled back neatly away from her face, exposing the small g
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter seventy nine
TANISHAWe started packing when the the sun had dropped low enough to bleed copper across the water.The river was a mess of broken light, flickering every time the boat caught a swell. The temperature had dipped, too. I felt the chill deep in my marrow as I reeled in my line, focusing hard so I wouldn't repeat the disaster where I nearly hooked my own shoulder.“Careful,” Roman said.“I’m practically moving in reverse.”He stepped past me, moving with a heavy, certain kind of balance, snapping the rods into their racks. The boat rocked under his weight. I white-knuckled the railing until he reached for the cooler, the lid shutting with a solid, final thud.The air on the deck was thick, smelling faintly of river water, metal, and fresh fish. My sweatshirt sleeves were pushed halfway up my forearms, and despite washing my hands twice already, they still carried traces of bait and cold lake water.River water.Whatever.Same difference.I crouched beside the tackle box near my feet, s
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TANISHA I sat across from him near the center of the boat while he opened a bottle of water and handed it to me.The plastic felt cold against my fingers.“So how did you even learn this?” I asked.Roman leaned back against the seat, sunlight catching briefly against his watch.“Self taught.”I blinked. “Seriously?”“Yes.”“That’s actually impressive.”His shoulder lifted faintly.“I wanted to learn so I did.”I nodded before taking another drink.The river moved steadily around us, soft waves rocking the boat beneath our feet. Overhead, gulls circled lazily against the pale afternoon sky.“How often do you come out here?” I asked.“Not very often.”“Too busy terrifying the corporate world?”Roman looked at me calmly. “I terrify people instead. Not as time consuming as the corporate world.”I let out a breathy laugh, shaking my head at the joke.Roman smiled fully, enough that something unfamiliar tugged unexpectedly low in my stomach. His eyes crinkled slightly at the corners whenev
Mafia Tech Bro Chapter seventy seven
TANISHASome of my weekends belonged to Roman now. Which still sounded ridiculous in my head sometimes. Months ago, I would have puked at the thought of sacrificing my sacred weekends to willingly participate in obscure activities with one of the most unreadable men I had ever met.Yet somehow, here I was. On a fishing boat, holding a fishing rod, in the middle of the Hudson River. The breeze across the river was sharp enough to pull a few strands loose from my bun.Sunlight flashed sharply across the surface of the river every time the boat shifted, bright enough to force me to squint occasionally. Somewhere farther across the water, another boat drifted slowly past, small against the endless stretch of blue-gray river and tree-lined banks.I stared down at the rod in my hand, then at Roman. The back at the rod.“This still feels unconventional to me,” I said.Roman sat across from me near the stern, one arm resting loosely against his knee while he adjusted something on his reel. T
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
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 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 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
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