"Miss VanBurren, someone is here to see you about the bartending position." Dominico drew my attention away from the computer monitor when he walked into my office, all composure and slick hair.
In the six months since our debut of the membership club Cinque, business had been booming in a way that I never thought possible, given the short amount of time we'd been up and running.
My new employees were fitting right in, each of them working earnestly to earn their freedom. I felt so proud. Also, the job Marco had assigned me to do was going smoothly, and from the two shipments were had received, millions worth of product had been distributed and sold, as promised.
Speaking of, Marco had a big hand to play in the club's success, because with every success I handed him, he gave me back customers and money in bounty. The one thing he hadn't given me, or more like I hadn't taken, was Lina.
