Todos os capítulos de My Mafia Mate: Escaping the Alpha: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Cassie POV“Show me your tits!”The creepy middle-aged guy shouted again at me as I swung around on the pole. He picked up a shot and downed it before he slammed the glass down on the table, running his hand over his shiny bald head. I ignored him, like I always did. The more wasted Gerald was, the more he'd shout and the quicker he'd get kicked out. “Come on, sexy! I came to see your tits!” He shouted again, and I hid a smile when I watched Ms. Ho summon the bouncer. Cue the shouting in three, two, one. I flipped upside-down into the “Russian Layback” pose and held it as Gerald started shouting about the lack of flesh in the club. “Third time this week. I don't know how many times the guy has to be told that he's got the wrong place,” Glitter said as she passed my podium with a tray of drinks for a corner table. She was right about that. What he was needing was a hooker, not a stripper - especially not a stripper in a bikini bar where flesh was served tastily clad in barely the

Cassie POV I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes I could swear I heard voices outside my apartment and expected Vasilios to kick my door in at any second. It didn't happen, but my paranoia seemed to be on steroids. It was almost noon when I gave up trying to catch some sleep and dragged myself out of bed, fixing myself a bowl of cornflakes and an extra strong cup of coffee.My phone vibrated and I picked it up as I saw Greg's name flash across the screen. “Good morning sunshine,” I greeted cheerfully, knowing that Greg was probably the furthest thing away from being a morning person. “Yeah,” he grumbled in response. “The Boss said to call everyone in early to meet the new owner. Looks like he's signed the paperwork and is taking over from today.” I groaned, having completely forgotten about the new owner… Jessie's sex-god.“Yeah. He wants us there by five. Want me to pick you up?” “Nah, I'll meet you there. I've got some stuff to do first and I don't know how long it will

Cassie POVAfter dropping a third bottle of shooters, Boss came down from the office and told me to go home, claiming that the club wasn't busy enough for four bartenders on shift. I knew he was probably just scared that I was going to drop another bottle - there would be no salary left to dock for the damages if I continued. Not bothering to change back into my jeans and t-shirt, I left through the staff exit and walked steadily toward my bike, noticing the few clubbers still loitering in the car park, smoking fuck knows what. I climbed on my bike cautiously, my miniskirt luckily just long enough not to ride up. My leather jacket also helped keep my modesty, although I did question if I should go back and change. But Vasilios could be in the club, and that thought alone dissuaded me. I put my helmet on, my eyes scanning the car park for any signs of Vasilios or Enzo, but there was none. My bike roared to life, chasing away the anxiety which clawed at my throat. It was one of the

Vasilios POVThe last place I expected to find Cassandra was in New York. For as long as I could remember, she had hated big cities, saying that they made her feel claustrophobic. So I guess that's why I put it on the lowest point on the list of potential places she could have gone. In fact, up until a year ago, I was convinced that she was just enjoying spending her time torturing me while she lay on some tropical island being fanned with giant palm fronds and fed grapes by a couple of shirtless hunks.And then Luca overheard a conversation between his mate, Eliana, and Cassandra. They had been best friends ever since they had been thrown together in the same apartment while in university, and made a rather unlikely friendship. They became inseparable, and even though I knew that Eliana knew where Cassandra had gone, there was no way of prying my mate’s location from the stubborn woman’s lips. So when Luca had overheard Eliana speaking to Cassandra on the phone about life in the big

Cassie POVI didn't sleep. I couldn't sleep knowing that a guy who only knew me as Crystal the stripper suddenly showed up outside of my apartment building. By 2am, I gave up trying and started watching movies instead. Feeling nostalgic, I put on Greece and was flooded by the memories of the last time I had watched it - and how my drinking game with Eliana ended in one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. With Vasilios spanking my naked backside before tucking me into bed and telling me to be a good girl and go to sleep. Arg! Fucking Vasilios! I switched over to some other random movie, something where people were being killed by a crazy clown. At least that didn't remind me of anything - although I'm probably not going near any circuses for a while. At some point I fell asleep, only to be woken by a banging on my door. Groggily, I peeped through the peephole to see the glorious red curls which could only belong to one person. “Oh no, did you forget?” Amy asked, pushing pa