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Christiano's Angel

Chapter 5 Trying to fit in.

Word Count: 1480    |    Released on: 16/03/2025

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e explained as I followed him out of the heavily populated room and into a dimly lit and long hallway. My chest tightened each time we passed another crowded room and didn't enter it. "You will be pleasant looking, pleasant smelling, and I'm sur

t, why would

ime, not that they'd be opposed to it either. We are here to work safely. You don't hear anything, you don't see anything, you don't know anything. You don't interrupt, you don't question, you don't talk back. If we look to

ith him. "You've talked a lot about what I'm not allowe

into him. Thank the heavens, I caught myself at the last second

ser

rv

t me his face contorted into an odd expression, initially, I mistook it for annoyanc

erve drinks and food, C

lorified waitress

d have easily lost a few moments being offended by this, but I chose to rejo

w people who saw a little more of my tooshie than I'd prefer, but I was a reporter, and we always did what we had to,

This is what I had always wanted, and here I was. I just had to pull this off. Make it

r, almost nonexistent problem... we didn

ight-hour night, Christiano told me h

quar

e did we place you?" He a

had not placed me anywhere, he had every intention of taking me to my room, if I t

He groaned, "Where is

oman I'd met in the dressing room

her and raised an eyebrow. "Mia?

udly. "But she seemed lost, and the hoe you

down nodding in frantic Agreement with this red bom

taking an interest in her, and it p

ck to me. "Don't think I don't

lump in my thr

sily earned victory, and grabbed my wrist. "

, it was just like a dorm roo

ember which was bigger. It was already made up nicely with more pillows than I ever ha

breaking sigh, "Th

r her chest and glared a

se, failing horribly. I had tried my hand at acting once, back

rom around he

ant to leave, go home and all that. So if you could just tell me what I have to

sounding like she was in di

" I lied. "It's not like I coul

on it. Her bed had color, a red bedspread, while 'mine' was white with nothing of interest on it. She had her nam

just hel

he's doing us a favor letting us be here. You know that as well as th

f we click

and I swallowed

y. "So, tell me more. What's up with th

Those are the gi

't have to

kind of jewelry with this pink P on it." She pointed to a silver ankle br

yo

got so much stuff?" S

idea of sleeping with the guys down the sounded so utterly disgusting that it made

was a horri

A few months in, wearing all these dirty outfits, having guys looking me up and down, a couple of smacks on the *ss, and I'm like 'Mann, I'm missing s*x!' So I told Christia

like a

d you do to get

could ever imagine," I sa

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“Miss wanna-be journalist, Cassandra Thorne, would do anything for the scoop. Anything, including finding her way into an underground club exclusive to only those in the Genovese Mafia and the beautiful women they employ. What could be more perfect? She would stick to the shadows, record a few videos, and write the biggest story New York has ever seen, thereby making her a legend. Easy as pie. Until she got found out. A series of blatant lies and luck breaks later, and she's mistaken for one of the workers underneath. While many might be terrified of this, Cassandra couldn't be more excited. The freedom to roam the area and talk to all the members of the infamous brotherhood will leave no rock unturned. All she had to do was keep her cover until the night is over and the workers go home. But there were just two problems: One was him, Christiano Genovese. The Don. The Godfather. The one damned man who had taken a keen interest in Cassandra. Even that was something she could handle for one night. Except for problem number two: They don't leave. Not at the end of the night, the end of the week, or even the end of the year. By the time Cassandra realized that not even the biggest scoop is worth the price, she was in far too deep to call it quits now.”