Divorced and Rekindled (Once Divorced, Twice Loved)
“I’m Switzerland.”
Climbing into the back of the armored G-Wagon, I let out a huff.
I know I’m not the easiest person to work with, and even though I’ve tried to ease up on the staff, I find it impossible. Whenever I try to be more easygoing, they fuck up, and I lose my temper. It’s an annoying cycle.
After getting in behind the steering wheel, Lorenzo asks, “Where to?” “Paradiso.”
Where the other capos have regular strip joints, nightclubs, and casinos, I own Paradiso, an adult club where everything goes as long as participating members sign an agreement.