Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Beauty and Her Dangerous Mafia Lord : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 5

Bella’s hand shook when she set the empty glass on the bar. The bartender, a tall guy named Rico with a gold tooth, grabbed it without looking up.“VIP booth already?” he asked. “Damn, girl. You just started.”She wiped her palms on the tiny skirt. “He asked for me.”Rico glanced toward the back booth and his smile dropped fast. “That’s the boss.”Bella’s stomach flipped again. “The owner?”“Yeah. Mikhail Lobanov.” Rico leaned closer, in a row voice. “Listen well. You see him on the floor? You keep your eyes down. You don’t stare. You don’t smile extra. You don’t talk unless he talks first. Got it?”She nodded even though her throat felt tight. “Got it.”Rico slid a fresh vodka across the bar. “Take it. And Bella?”“Yeah?”“Don’t call him anything but Mr. Lobanov. Not sir. Not boss. Not anything else. He hates that shit.”She picked up the glass and she felt it cold against her fingers. “Thanks, Rico.”He shrugged. “Just trying to keep you alive past midnight.”She slipped back into t

Bella pushed through the staff door at the back of the casino. Her shift was over but her hands still shook. She needed air. Just five minutes away from the noise, the lights, and the man who kept watching her like she already belonged to him.The hallway was narrow and dim. She turned left instead of right. She thought it led to the employee break room but it didn’t.Her sneakers squeaked on the clean floor. The walls were plain white with no signs. She kept walking anyway. Anything was better than standing still with Mikhail’s words still ringing in her head.She heard voices up ahead, lowly and calmly and one of them sounded like Mikhail.She slowed down and she should turn around. She knew she should, but her feet kept moving until she reached an open doorway.Inside was a small room with marble floors and no windows. It had bright lights overhead and Viktor stood by the wall with his arms crossed. Another man sat tied to a metal chair in the middle of the room. His shirt was torn