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“What’s your name?”
I gripped my purse to anchor myself. “Nyla Jolie,” I replied, giving my mother’s maiden name.
I glanced at the beautiful surroundings as the customer service rep typed on her keyboard. The building design inside was reminiscent of old Italy with its marble stone, glass ceilings, wide windows, and original wall art. The Calabresi Family was well known for its wealth, so no expense had been spared on this place.
“Here’s your guest pass. Take the elevator on the right to floor three.” The rep slid the pass across the counter.
I thanked her and wandered to the employees-only area, scanning my pass to call for the elevator.
A few minutes later, I knocked on the office door of the CEO and owner of Calabresi Casino. I hadn’t realized that getting hired would go all the way to the top.
A commanding voice called for me to come in. I tucked a loose curl behind my ear and opened the door.
Mr. Calabresi sat behind a large desk. Leaning back in the leather chair, he ran a hand down the neatly trimmed beard, which only emphasized his chiseled jaw. His blue eyes narrowed at me, and something told me those eyes could make you reveal your true soul.
“Who are you?” he inquired.
No smile or polite “hello.” I contemplated turning around and going home to tell Mark this was a bad idea. “I’m Nyla Jolie. I’m here to interview for the receptionist job.”
He stood and stalked around his desk, leaning against the front and crossing his arms. I was five-seven, but he was several inches taller. My eyes lingered too long on his kissable lips, and I shook off my wayward thoughts.
“Receptionist job. How old are you?”
“Twenty-two.”
Scoffing, he slid his hands into his pockets. My uncle had tried to keep me in my place since I was a little girl, and I refused to let an asshole who didn't know me do the same.
“I’m old enough to consume alcohol, I’ve been driving since I was sixteen, and I’m damned sure I could purchase a gun.”
That got a reaction from him. He moved suddenly, cutting the distance between us and causing me to stumble back. “Where’s your resume?”
I pulled it from my folder and held it out to him.
Taking it, he continued to watch me as he flipped it open. “My team did a background check, and you don’t have any warrants.”
Mark ensured my background was clear. The goal was to get in here, work for a few weeks, and learn the routine. Once I had it down, I’d give him the information to rob the place.
“The ad stated you were hiring for different positions.”
“Sure.”
His one-word answer pissed me off.
Looking around the office, I noticed the photos covering the walls. I assumed they were of his family as the men in the pictures resembled him. No doubt his brothers.
He moved to sit behind his desk again, and I sank into the chair opposite.
“I see from your resume that you’re not married. Do you have a boyfriend?”
My eyes widened. “I… Yes. But—”
“If your boyfriend is the jealous type, this job is not for you. We never give set hours. Shifts change based on the needs of the business,” he barked. “I demand that my employees arrive on time. Don’t even think about holidays. Working at the casino is demanding. If you fuck up or bring drama to my business, you will answer to me.”
“I understand, Mr. Calabresi.”
“Do you? Because tears and crying about him breaking up with you after working late shifts here won’t impress me.”
Cocking my head to the side. “Why are you so interested in my personal life?”
