Page 10 of Married to the Mafia Monster

The next day…

I straighten out the pillows, placing the two teddy bears back on top once I’m done. It’s clear there’s a family staying in this room.

When I walked in, there were toys scattered across the floor and a half packed ladybug shaped case with a couple of pairs of adorable pants spilling out onto the floor. A faint smile tugs at my lips as I picture a little boy and girl running around.

“Bella, you done in there?” Lily’s voice reaches me from the corridor.

“Almost, just finishing up.” I empty the few pieces of trash into the bottom of the cart.

“Looks good,” she says, appearing in the doorway. “Cute bears,” she says, stroking the head of the nearest one. “How was it?”

“Few stickers on the wall, a lot of fingerprints on the windows.”

“Kids,” she says with a shudder. “Who’d have ‘em, right?”

I shrug. “I wouldn’t mind.”

“Really?”

“Maybe one day."

“Hotel manager with a family. I can see it. Suits you.”

“Only the small matter of no money, no promotion prospects, and no boyfriend, right?”

“Easy solution.”

“What’s that?”

“Kill Nigel. Take his job. Save up enough to buy a husband online. Problem solved.”

“What do I do with Nigel’s body?”

She nudges me. “Put it in the stew of course.”

“Of course, how silly of me.”

“Hey, have you called Alex yet?”

“Am I supposed to?”

“He gave you his number, didn’t he? Tell him you’re naked and waiting. Or have you already ridden that ride? Carol said she heard the two of you talking outside your room last night.”

“God, I can’t get away with anything in this place, can I?”

“Not when the nosiest staff member in the building has got the bedroom next to yours. Is it true? Were you fucking him then sending him packing like the dirty slut I know you secretly are?”

I feel my cheeks heat up at the memory. "I heard a noise in the corridor so I went to find out what it was and he was there.”

“Spying on you?”

“I don’t know. He just told me to keep my door wedged shut with a chair from now on, said there are a lot of bad people around.”

Lily raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Sounds like he's got the hots for a certain chambermaid. I bet he wants to play the drums on that fine little ass of yours. Can’t say I blame him, little miss tight tushy."

I roll my eyes, trying to downplay the flutter of excitement in my stomach. "I was wondering if he’s got something to do with my dad."

Lily's expression turns serious. "What makes you say that?"

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