The Mafia Boss Secret Desire
"At least once a week."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "With Maron Korolev around, my wildest idea of excitement is an Excel spreadsheet with the latest numbers from our social media campaigns," I’d said. "Ooh, a hundred and fifty-four new subscribers! Ahh, sixty-seven new likes on our page? And wait for it... a brand new five-star review! Oh Debbie Collins, you are too kind." Cue the laugh track.
“Not work excitement, babe,” she’d said. “I mean, real fun. Dancing. Cocktails. Beach. Sex. You need to spice things up," Betty continued.