Sage

     One million dollars annually.

     

That is how much the Mafia boss and his spouse wanted to use me as their plaything. Their desire was for me to reside in their house, sleep in their bed, and instantly bend over them like a child. Their desire was for me to reside in their house, sleep in their bed, and instantly bend over them like a child.

     

But no strings attached never worked out.

     

I cautiously made my way through the Buratti family club toward the back offices, where a towering security guard wearing a black suit and black sunglasses stood, amid flashing lights and grinding bodies. I held the contract...