The Mafia King's Toy

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y white couch in the living room. The happiness I feel e

to have it lined with white and grey tiles and to have the white walls

home accessories. My love for modern art that I got to know through my many advanced trainings s

personal on display. Not that I would have any pretty memories to disc

e and turn on the television. I eat silently sitting at my kitchen island while watching the news on the TV which is standing in the living room. The silence a

up, wiping my hands on my s

ure to see you on such a

lorful flower bouquet before my e

u so much. But call

e keeps calling me by my last name, looking like some m

ose in for you." I smile thankfully but stand

xcept f

s." He distorts his face but regains his

tore. I already told you. There is no need for you

r. It is always a

. Su

ed into my apartment, and I always felt like being at home when visiting her little shop. But unfortunately, she has this love for her loyal worker Kyle, who keeps showering me with admiration. I know well tha

I just be

bers, I push out a relieved sigh. Luckily, the flowers are so beaut

ng to my sideboard with the different phones, I pick up

, pitching my voice slightly higher. "You h

my name is Elinor Simeons. I'm the personal assistant of Mr. Rodberg.

ow no

ing for you to contact me. Th

and I picture a very elegant assistant as she con

l uncomfortable, please feel free to tell me and I will reschedule with

wishes I already had to fulfill until now. It

meons. That is ver

a satisfactory treatment. This way, he can

d my chuckle and even the

bonuses are

n be assured that I'm one

, if you have something to write,