Chapter 12

Nico

“Your room is ready.” I clap my hands and a different woman comes in, she’s in her mid-forties, I know because I personally hired her. Her hair is slicked back and a bun is at the base of her head. She’s wearing all black, a pants suit with a red button-down shirt and high heels. I’d guess they’re a pair of Louboutin heels. She looks well-presented and put together as always.

“Aurora show our guest to her quarters and make sure that Maxim is outside at all times.”

“As you wish, Nico.” She runs her hand over my shoulder my eyes do not waver from Lucky’s. Is that a hint of jealousy I see as she narrows her eyes assessing the situation? She needn’t worry, Aurora is one of my closest detail, she’s a killer, an assassin. She came to me looking for work fifteen years ago and never left. I like her by my side, she can be disarming when I take her to meeting with her cheekbones so high they could cut glass, her narrow well-defined nose and her arched eyebrows. One day she will leave me, w