Page 16 of Grumpy Mafia Boss and the Cleaner
Chapter Five
Harper was not avoiding Enzo on purpose.
She still had a job to do and since it was Monday, she was cleaning around his office and the main downstairs. She had a duster in her hands and a brand-new uniform. The one she wore yesterday when he’d taken her was gone. The bloodstains had been a nightmare to get out, and she’d already attempted twice, to no avail. At least she had two other uniforms.
Also, she might have snuck out of his bed this morning. It was past six, and she’d already slept in an hour.
After the bath last night, they came downstairs to have something to eat, then snuck upstairs. Enzo had made love to her that time, and it had been sweet, making her toes curl, and he took his time. There had been no pain, no unexpected feelings, just immense pleasure. She’d fallen asleep in his arms, and she had a horrible feeling she had crossed so many lines.
Enzo was still her boss, and he was part of the Villa Mafia. He was in charge of everything. She knew he’d killed in the past, and now she knew he killed his wife, not that she judged him. That woman, and she didn’t know who she was as there were no pictures in the house, had killed his parents and kids. It must have been a nightmare.
There was no way a mafia boss was going to fall in love with a cleaner, and she knew she was falling for him. For two years, she had watched him, keeping her distance, learning about the man, and there was nothing to not like.
She didn’t want to fall in love, because it would only end in disaster. She did not want to be a mistress, and this was assuming he wanted her for more than a one-night stand, or a two stand in one night, whichever it was meant to be.
This was why she snuck out, put the coffeepot on, and went to her bedroom, where she found a wrapped package. It had been a squishy package and on opening, she soon discovered why. It had contained several items of clothing. There had been a summer dress, which was pointless as they were in fall, and in fact, the ground was hard from a deep frost overnight. There were also some cozy sweaters, a pair of jeans, and a couple of plain shirts, which surprised her. They were lovely, and she’d already put them through the washing machine. She always washed clothes before putting them in her wardrobe.
“There you are,” Enzo said.
Harper spun toward him, and he entered his office. His hair was slicked back, and he came into the room.
“Come here,” he said.
She felt that impulse to follow his order, but she forced herself to stand perfectly still. She didn’t know why she was being so stubborn about this.
“I’m cleaning.”
“And I want you here, now. Seeing as I’m the boss, you’re going to have to do as you’re told.”
She couldn’t argue with that. It also didn’t help that her pussy had gotten incredibly wet as he instructed her.
Harper moved toward him but kept a couple of steps between them. That was ideal, wasn’t it? Not crossing too many boundaries.
Enzo reached out, grabbed the waist of her dress, and pulled her close. She couldn’t help but put her hands on his chest, and she marveled at the firmness beneath her hands.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” he asked. He tilted her head back, and then kissed her.
She felt that instant hit of heat rush through her body. Even as he kissed her, he started to reach in front, and she didn’t have the chance to complain as he opened her dress. He pushed it off her arms, it fell to her waist, and he shoved it right down.
Now, he broke the kiss. “This is better,” he said.
She was standing in a pair of old, well-washed and well-worn bra and panties. There was nothing sexy about them, and she tried to cover herself, but Enzo wasn’t done as he flicked the catch of her bra with ease. When it came to her panties, he literally tore them off, but they had long lost any strength with all the washing she’d done to them.
In a matter of seconds, he had her completely naked, and he took hold of her hands.
“Perfect.”
“I’ve got a job to do,” she said.
“Yes, you do, and consider this your punishment.”
“Punishment? For what?”
“For leaving me in bed and not allowing me to wake you up, and also for trying to hide from me.”
“I wasn’t hiding. I was in your office the whole time.”
