Chapter 117

I am listless and keep clock watching today, even though I have nowhere to be except down in the club and getting ready for another night of business as usual. I have an idea why it’s making me so restless and frustrated, beyond the obvious sadness. It’s called Alexi.

This place is running so smoothly nowadays that I have nothing much to do most of the time except observe and supervise. Apart from paperwork occasionally and overseeing deliveries, I have tuned my well-oiled machine to perfection. Spectacular organisation means it can practically run itself, and I can swan around more than doing anything.

Mico appears and catches me sitting at the bar.

“Hey, you… future mistress.” He breaks into a huge amused grin and dumps a pile of files on the bar carelessly that he has brought to go in the office. It looks like some of the accounts we have been waiting for. I’m guessing this is not a random passing joke.

“He told you?” I turn to him with amused questioning