Maid for the Mafia

**MICKEY**

I'll kill him. How could he - why would he- what the fuck was he *thinking?*

I can't believe it. I gave him an order and he completely ignored it. *Why???*

But... I suppose I know why. For the very same reason I am headed to the airport right now. To get to Alex's place and see my doll. He went for *her*. I *know* he did, the bastard.

Bruno isn't driving nearly fast enough as I whip out my phone and dial up my doll's number. It rings only once before her sexy voice comes over the line.

"Did you have a nice lunch with your fiance?" she asks and I curse Tiny to the darkest hell for a long moment before I answer.

"No," I say softly. "I most certainly didn't. And she's only my fiance until I can figure out how to break our contract."

"Right," she murmurs. "Maldives my ass."

"Doll don't you dare. Don't you give up on me like that. You know how obsessed I am with you. How much I want you," I say firmly. "Enough to marry me?" she asks and although I know she's just taunting me, I don't' hesitate when I answer her.

"Hell yes," I reply and I can hear the quick intake of breath on the other line. "I would marry you in a heartbeat. You must know that."

"Really?" she asks. "But shouldn't you be in trouble... I was under the impression that-"

"Fuck trouble, baby. I'd rather have you. Any way I can get you. Even if I have to share you with my cousin, his bodyguard, and that insubordinate asshole Tiny. I want you and... I've missed you," I say honestly. "I actually miss you too. More than I should, probably," she coos softly.

Holy shit if that doesn't get my dick as hard as steel. "I'm on my way there now. You won't have to miss me for much longer. Bruno and I are on our way now."

"Bruno? You mean Pinch? Great, I'll let Simone know," she giggles.

"Oh I'm sure she already does, baby girl. Those two haven't strayed far from the phone at all. Bruno has even asked to put in a bid for a house. He wants to take her away from you, but I told him no. That you need her." "You're right, I definitely do," she says in a loaded voice that screams of something I can't quite point out.

"Tell me I get to have you tonight," I suggest before I can stop myself. Even if she says no, I've already decided to kidnap her. I decided that when I realized Tiny had taken *my* gift and run with it.

"Hmm," she murmurs softly. "Before I can agree to that, you're going to need to tell me about the playroom..."

**ALEX**

"AAAAAAAAAHHH!" Miguel screams when another of my knives seeks it's purchase, severing the tendons that grant him use of his arm.

"She's alive," Damien grumbles next to me. "Un-fucking-believable. All this time. Romany was right. She knew."

"For all the good it does us," I snarl. "You know as well as I do, there's no way we can get into that place without an army of soldiers ready and willing to lose their lives."

"Don't we have one though," Tiny states coolly and I can't help but send him one of my dirtiest looks.

I *know* where he was and I *know* whom he was with. I watched the pair of them separate outside of his room before he scampered up here.

"Not one I'm ready to replace so quickly," I snap. "No," I say, tossing my final blade into Miguel's throat and watching him gurgle with only mild interest. "You know the rules of capture as well as I do. Ruby will have to get *herself* out of this. It is the way of things and if she's still alive, then I'm sure she's already working on a plan."

"What the fuck are we supposed to say to Romany," Damien hisses. "She's going to demand that we rescue Ruby. She's going to *want* us too. And I doubt that any of us will-"

"I will handle Romany," I say coldly. "She's used to being pissed at me. I will tell her on my own. Tonight." Damien snickers, "Oh yeah? What makes you think you'll be on your own with her tonight? Huh?"

Spinning around, I push myself into his face. "You think because I can't marry her, that I don't want her to myself. Is that it? You think just because you're free to shout that you're in love with her from the rooftops that it makes it any less true for me?"

Damien tenses and I can see the fight boiling in him again, even as our little captive bleeds his last pint of life into the floor behind me. "You've never loved anything but yourself in all your life, Alex. You don't love her. I *do.*" My lip curls upward in a sneer. "That's what you think."

"Oh? Is it?" he asks in a voice that is deadly soft. "Then say it. Tell me you love her."

"Will you back off if I do?"

He snorts, "Fuck no. I won't."

"Then why in the fuck should I tell you anything," I hiss stepping away from him as my phone chimes, notifying me that my house doctor has finally arrived. I stare down at the text and say, "She wants you and me tonight. Together, in the playroom. She specifically asked for us both."

When I raise my gaze to Damien's, a knowing smirk graces his features and although I'm surprised that he's okay with it, I don't let it show. "Then she will have us," Damien agrees.

My brow furrows as Tiny clears his throat and both of our eyes turn to his. "Actually," Tiny starts, and I can feel anger rising in me before he even finishes forming his words. "Mickey is on his way here and she wants the both of us there too." "Fucking perfect," I clip out. "There go all my plans of a good time." Then I spin around and head for the door. "Someone get Dana in here to clean up this mess. Romany will be busy. I have a need of a word or two with my saucy little maid."