Maid for the Mafia

**ROMANY**

"Tiny NO!" I shout, nice and loud, suddenly careless of whether or not the rest of the house hears me.

Tiny freezes mid lunge, with Santos not but a few inches from the tip of his blade. The sinister smile that dogs across Santos lips is the only sign I have that Tiny might be in danger and as he whirls toward me, a look of pure betrayal shadowing his features, I leap forward placing myself in the line of fire just as Santos pulls his own blade from some hidden pocket of his khakis.

"NO!" I shout again just as the pair of them spin into each other, fist to arm, knife to throat, they are suddenly locked in a battle of brawn.

"Did you really think you were going to take her from us? From *me?* And nobody was going to come for her?" Tiny hisses as I find myself on precarious toes next to them.

Santos snarls, "Ha! Puto, I was counting on you. Is she with you? Did she come?" "She?" Tiny snaps. He chuckles darkly, "The Raider? No."

Santos' face pales. "No?" In that moment, I see it, the fight goes out of him and Tiny gains the upper hand as he drops his knife with a definitive clunk. "I thought for sure she would come."

"Stop this!" I growl, reaching out to grab onto Tiny's outstretched arm. "Please! He hasn't hurt me!"

Tiny's biceps flex beneath my palms, but he backs away slowly, releasing his hold on the beefy Spaniard as he steps into me. "What's going on here, babygirl?"

A swift rapping on the bedroom door right before it opens is the only sign we get, telling us we've been too loud before the door swings open with Ruiz on the other side. But just like one of the mythical beasts on Tiny's glorious body, he moves within the shadow of the darkened space, sliding behind the door even as it swings wide.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" Ruiz snarls. He is shirtless, his hairy chest on full display and the tip of his rather enormous dick peeking from the opening of his boxers.

And yeah, my eyes do catch there for a moment, much to Ruiz's pleasure.

Ruiz grins from ear to ear, remaining in the hallway as Santos' arm shoots out to keep the door from smashing into my dragon. "What I do with my woman is none of your business, tonto," Santos gripes, filling the doorway with his formidable form. "Go back to sleep."

Ruiz's eyebrows snake upward, his joy at Santos' obvious distress a palpable thing that speaks volumes as far as their family 'bond' must go. "Lover's spat, eh?" Ruiz eyes me from the other side, smiling as if we share a dark secret. "If the girl does not want to sleep in your room, cousin, you should not force her to. Let her sleep in here tonight, eh? After all, what is the harm?"

"Right! Exactly!" I say huskily, using Ruiz's misunderstanding to our express advantage. "I just want to be alone tonight."

"Thanks so much for your advice, Ruiz, now stay the fuck out of my business!" Santos spits, slamming the door in Ruiz's face and turning the lock.

None of us speaks for the first few minutes, listening as Ruiz chuckles and practically skips down the stairs laughing.

"Shit that was close," I gush, stumbling back toward the bed as the adrenaline dies in me and my knees suddenly fail to work properly.

"What happened between the two of you outside?" Santos prompts me, turning around to place his back at the door even as Tiny steps beyond him and toward me. "You said he tried to throw you off the roof."

"Yeah," Tiny comments, his eyes narrowing as he tosses his blade from hand to hand playfully, "I thought I heard that too."

With an irritated twist of my lips - aimed at Santos - I rehash everything I went through outside on the deck with Ruiz. Telling them both in stringent detail about every word, feeling, and touch that Ruiz and I shared on this night.

"I see," Santos murmurs, his ice blue eyes thoughtful. "If it's any consolation, he was never going to do that. I know, because he offered to buy you from me earlier this afternoon. It is why I told you to play him. He probably only said that to throw you off your game. He wouldn't do that, not when his father is interested in having you."

My mouth falls open in shock. "You didn't tell me that part, asshole!"

ntos shrugs, "I didn't wa to upset you."

"Well great fucking job!" I snarl. "I almost had a fucking heart attack when he told me he had planned to do that!"

"Ruiz's father..." Tiny growls quietly, seating himself next to me on the bed and sliding a possessive hand over my leg above the knee. "He was there that night when Alex..." he trails off, his hand tightening on my leg in anger.

Santos' eyes glaze over, red hot anger filling him to the brim as his deeply tanned skin reddens. "He was?!"

Tiny's chin tilts upward haughtily. "You didn't know? Funny... I thought you knew everything. You have spies in Alex's house-" he cringes "-well you *did* have spies - now they're all dead - so I guess you don't anymore but-"

"What do you mean they're all dead?" Santos says with a grin. "Alex killed the women too?"

Tiny's hand tightens again. "He killed all of the guards. Every one of them."

"Wait just a second," I spit, "Alex killed all of his guards?!"

They ignore me.

Santos shrugs. "Then there's at least two still alive."

"The women?" I whisper, my mind whirling. "You mean to tell me that one of the maids-"

"I'm not telling you anything," Santos tinkers. "You have a big damn mouth and maids aren't the only women in that house."

"The kitchen staff then?!" I grumble and Santos laughs, shaking his head. "Grr! I swear,

I can't wait for Ruby to beat your ass."

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"I can't give you all my secrets, mija, not until Mi Reina gives me the okay."

"Mija?" Tiny chuckles darkly. "No. We'll be having none of that."

"It's okay," I tell Tiny, placing a wet kiss on his cheek. "He didn't mean it how it sounds. He's in love with my cousin."

"Thank you so much for sharing *that,"* Santos grumbles. "See why I can't tell you anything?"

"Good luck," Tiny chortles. "All Ruby wants from *you* is your balls on a platter." "And I will gladly serve them to her," Santos retorts.

"Ew. Gross," I quip.

Santos' gaze fires up as he eyes Tiny. "I suppose she sent you here to collect them, did she? And she calls *me* the coward."

Again, Tiny laughs. "I said she wasn't *here,* not that she wasn't coming. One thing Ruby is *not* is a coward."

Santos grins wickedly. "So she sent you ahead of her. To scope things out?"

Tiny sighs, turning to face me with heavy brown eyes. "No. I just hate wasting time and... I needed to be first."noveldrama

*Nipples hard?*

*Check!*