Nia Johnson is a bar tender in one of the most famous lewd clubs in the country .
Dimitri Ivanov is the owner of the club as well as the Don of the Russian mafia.
Read to see what happens when an incident causes Nia to lose her memory and Dimitri...
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The tension in the air between me and Mr Romano was unbearable . His stares across boardroom tables , his smirks ,his stature when he would lean against his office door and look at Ms before a he left for the evening
Even the light touch of our fingers when I passes him a pen would make me clench . I was too on edge . But I had to control myself
1. He was my boss 2. I had a daughter to think of 3. He was still out there
So I tried to avoid him . Be professional around him. Pay no mind to his flirting even though it was sending my heart to beat 100 miles per hour .
It was 12 :30 pm and I was on my lunch break sitting at my desk eating some pasta I made yesterday. I spun my chair side to side as I ate . I had no friends here and to be honest I didn't want any .
As I was taking the last bite of my food , the elevator dinged . Leaning over the side of my desk I saw a woman step out in six inch red stiletto boots , a black trench coat and white scarf. Red lipstick covered her lips and her brown hair sat in waves .
Blue eyes zeroed in on me
"Hi how can I help you ? " I said with a smile
She looked up and down at my outfit which I'm sure is stunning but she looked at me in disgust
" I'd like to see Mr Romano " she said looking away from me as if my mere sight burned her
" let me check if he's available " I answered with fake politeness
Picking up the phone on my desk and called Mr Romano.
" yes bambina" his deep voice reaching into deep crevices of my body as he answered
Fighting down the heat from my cheeks I cleared my throat
" there's a women who would like to see you "
" whats her name ?"
I turned to the women to ask
" Juliana Pesci " she answered rolling her eyes .
" let her in " he replied and dropped the call . The women strut her stuff as she entered his office door flipping her hair back .
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2 hours of torture ensued . Groaning and moaning came from Mr Romano's office filling up my ears . I tried to do my work but everytime I typed a squealing pig like sound came from the women who has entered the room .
