"You're evil and manipulative. I think you're doing this to punish me for trying to steal from you this morning." "Then you're wrong, Serafina." "I already told you I hate being called that. It's Marcia." She gritted, her eyes wide in anger. "I don't care what you hate. I am going to call you what I want to call you." Giovanni replied in a cool voice. "What do you want from me?" She cried in frustration. "I think I made it quite clear earlier today. I want you to work for me," He replied, his grey eyes undressing her. "Need me to shed more light on it again? I don't mind." Serafina bit her lower lip in frustration and turned away from him. She walked to the bay window at the other side of the spacious living room and stared at the other building directly after the pool. How did it come to this? If she'd known, she would have just slept with him and left the next morning. But she wanted more. She always did. It was becoming a terrible habit. She ignored the fact that she wa

The next hour was spent going from section to section in search of dresses and lingeries and after making her choice, Giovanni made payment and the bags were taken to the trunk of his car. Giovanni was gentlemanly enough to pull the door open for her. She smiled at him but he didn't even return it. She huffed and closed the door before he could. Just as he was about to slip into the driver's seat, a lady from a black Audi rolled down her window and honked at him. A blond haired beauty. She looked like a supermodel. Serafina could tell from the shape of her face and how thin she looked. Call her judgemental but Serafina knew she was that thin from her collarbone. Gosh, she'd promised never to project her insecurities on other women to make herself feel better. "Hudson!" "Hudson?" She reiterated. "That's your name?" Ignoring her, he shut the car door and crossed over to where she was parked. Serafina watched as he leaned down to her level and planted a kiss on her cheek. It was

Unlike Drake's, Serafina hadn't expected to see a brightly lit driveway. She had expected a dark alleyway and a warehouse with an underground club but this building looked like it was frequented by people of class, people who belonged to the glitz and glamor of life. At first, she didn't believe that this was where they were attending the so-called party but when he swerved into the lot, Serafina was sure that this was it. She slipped out of the car, right after him and watched as he handed his keys over to a valet who bowed with so much respect and slipped into his car. No way. Giovanni wasn't just a Pimp. He had to come from wealth. There was a contrasting difference between him and Drake. While Drake had so much money, he was a ratchet man, spending on extravagant luxury and keeping it to himself only. But Giovanni, there was something about him that screamed generational wealth. It was in the way his stance reeked of self confidence and arrogance. It was in the

The party went by in a blur for Serafina as she stood to the side, watching everyone have fun. She tried not to get involved with the ladies even after she'd been introduced into the organisation by Giovanni. Few women had been nice to her but she had taken a step back into her cocoon. She wasn't used to having friends so it was easy for her to decline their invites to dates. Before the party was over, she ordered an Uber, handed her contact details to Xavier who promised to give her a call. Her Uber arrived minutes later and she slipped out of the party, glad that Giovanni was too busy to notice. The drive home was silent and all she could think about was how this evening had been for her. From being gossiped about to meeting two ladies who had given her unsolicited advice to being glared at by Xavier's lady and Daneesha. She was thankful at least. She was sure not to set eyes on either of them for a long time. Finally, she arrived at her penthouse apartment.

It had taken several mental reprimands to make Giovanni immune to Serafina but seeing her tonight had broken down his walls again. He had almost been forced to cancel her duty tonight, pick her up from the floor and take her to his car so he could pull that stupidly sexy dress off her body and fuck her silly. But he had to remind himself that she was on an important duty. One which meant a lot to him, one that drew him close to exposing the evil men that had a hand in his father's death. It was enough to jolt him back to consciousness. Serafina was a distraction and he had to cut her off before it was too late. It was going to be really hard but he had to. Sliding into his car, he revved up his engine and picked up his phone, dialling Geraldo's number as he swerved out into the boulevard. "Make sure she's under thorough surveillance. You know he's with his bouncers. Do your job." "This is her first time, Giovanni. Have you forgotten? She's to do this on