20. DON’S FLING

After taking all the time in the world to get ready, Darian and Lena finally arrived at the casino. 

"Now, we are not matching." She grinned once they were outside. "Wow," her eyes moved around the building; it was large, bigger than Darian's mansion. "A casino is this big?" Her jaw dropped as her eyes kept ogling the skyscraper in front of her.

"Yeah, different activities are carried out here. What do you expect? Come with me," he put on his dark glasses and extended a hand out to her. She shook off and didn't take his hand.

"There is no need to put on a show, we don't usually do this." She said, waiting for him to start walking so she could follow behind him.

He shrugged his shoulders and walked away from her, Lena trotted behind him, admiring his very tall frame and how his well-tailored suit fitted every one of his muscles. He was a good deal. Looks? Check, Great body? Check but good behaviour was zero. She shook her head as she walked behind him.

"Hey, wait up!" She stopped him when they got to the entrance. Looking around, she asked. "Is this place some kind of suite or hotel?" She was surprised by how magnificent the building was. Different designs, different Compartments, he slid into one of the buildings, and she did the same.

"The Dawson family has the biggest casino in the city. Like I said before, different things are done here. A whole lot of things you don't know and the few ones you know. The glass door slid open when they got to the entrance. Each person they met on the way bowed their head to acknowledge them.

A young lady walked towards them, she greeted Darian using the code of the Mafia and whispered some words in his ears, he shook his head in response.

"Meet Lena, my wife. You weren't around when I brought her to the family house." Darian introduced them. 

Lena smiled, feeling proud as she stretched her hand out to the young lady. "Lena and you are?" She asked.

"Amy," she grabbed Lena's hand, bumped it up and down, and immediately let go of her. "Common, come with me." Amy feigned a smile.

Lena saw her expressions but Darian was oblivious to all that was happening, he was on a call with a business client.

"Hey Amy, treat her right. I will join you two in Talia's office. I have to see the men in the basement." He said to them and hurried down, passing through the stairs that lead to the underground basement. Lena watched him as he walked away, she had no idea there was a basement down there.

"Come with me to the elevator please," Amy faked a smile. Lena nodded her head, studying Amy's physical appearance. She was tall, taller, and more fleshy than her, and her killer curves formed in the right places. She loved how smooth her gaits were, she turned back to look at Lena. "So, you are the woman he chose…" She bobbed her head, her lips stretching into a painful smile.

"I don't understand what you are talking about but I am his wife," Lena said boldly, wondering what Amy was talking about and who exactly she was to Darian.

"I heard him when he said that." They got into the elevator. "I heard him well, just wondering how and why you?" She said, her eyes berating Lena.

"Excuse me?" Lena scoffed. "What do you mean by that and who are you to him?" She queried.

"Amy is my name and I work here at the casino, I am the chief hostess." She introduced herself. "That's all you need to know about me," her eyes ogled Lena's body. "Don's wife." She laughed hysterically as if it was a plague to be Don's wife.

Lena said nothing, she knew her type. She was just jealous that she didn't have the chance to be Darian's bitch.

"That's good, Don's fling." Lena wiggled her fingers in front of Amy. She wasn't sure if she was one of his past flings but she didn't care, she just needed to do and say something that would hurt her too.

"What?" Amy's jaw dropped when she said that.

"You heard me right, Don's fling." Lena edged closer to where she stood inside the elevator. She stared intently into her eyes and winked at her. "Watch how you talk to the Don's wife to avoid losing your place here." She said in a serious tone. She wasn't the type to instill fears in people's minds by threatening them, but Amy stirred up a part of her she didn't like to reveal.

The elevator stopped, making sounds to alert them of their arrival. "I think we should go…" Lena smiled and pointed towards the gate of the elevator.

Amy rolled her eyes, grabbed the gate, and pulled it open. Lena followed her through the offices on the eighth floor. 

Amy stopped walking when they got to an office, she knocked at the door, pulled it open, and walked in with Lena behind her.

"There is someone here to see you," Amy announced to Talia. Lena walked in immediately and Talia got out of her armchair to welcome Lena with a hug. Amy bowed her head and left them alone.

"Goodness, you look so beautiful, Lena." Talia directed her to sit on the couch. "Where is Darian?" She asked, her lips twitching into a big smile.

"He's with the men," Lena said shyly. She knew Talia adored her so much, she had proven that to her by always sending her gifts through Jay since the first time they met at the family house.

"Good. So, tell me, how's marriage with the cold Mafia boss?" She took Lena's hands, rubbing them with her palm. Lena knew she wanted her to tell her the truth about how Darian has been to her. 

"Darian might be cold but he sure has his good sides too, and he shows more of the good side in our marriage." She responded to Talia.

"I am glad you can control him. No man can resist your charms, you are so beautiful and I am so glad he chose you to be his wife. We all thought he would never get married, and that was why Gaius didn't let him mount the throne for a long time. But when he walked into the family house with an angel by his side, I was happy, Gaius was happy, and everyone was glad." Talia said, the happiness evident in her eyes. Lena smiled, she wished Talia would only speak for herself and not for other people. "Should we be expecting an addition to the family soon?" She asked teasingly.

Lena was confused at first, thinking through she understood Talia was talking about a baby.

"What?" She blinked her eyes. "Oh maybe yes." She said, praying for Darian to show up to save her from Talia's unending questions.

"Oh my God, are you pregnant?" Talia touched her tummy. "That's fast…" She laughed.

"Oh wow, I'm not pregnant yet." She corrected her impression. "But soon though," she lied.

"Am I allowed to come inside?" Darian peeked through the door.

"Of course," Talia yelled at him. He walked in, kissed Talia's cheeks, and crouched next to Lena, he took her hands and kissed them. She looked away and scoffed. "You got a good one, you know?" Talia asked Darian. "She's really beautiful and smart."

"Yeah," Darian grinned, his eyes resting on Lena who had her eyes on the files that were piled up on Talia's desk. "Let's show her to the casino pit." He suggested.

Talia agreed with him. "Come with me." Talia grabbed Lena's hand and led her out of the office.  They entered the elevator, and they settled in, but the faint sound of Talia's whispers to Lena could be heard and sometimes she would chuckle.

They stopped at their destination and took very long stairs down to the casino pit that was located underground. They got in and Lena wowed at the size of the room, it was so large she had no idea how to describe how large it was.

Different tables were spread all around, tables for different games of blackjack, baccarat, roulette, craps, poker, big six wheel, and many other table games. Some men were gathered around one of the tables, money spread all around with different ladies caressing their bodies. The sight irritated Lena but she didn't talk about it.

"I think we should stop these old folks from gambling in the morning." Talia looked at Darian.

"That won't be necessary," he responded to her.

Talia beckoned to Amy who she was standing close to one of the men. She swayed her hips as she walked towards them, Lena knew well that she was trying to impress Darian.

"Lena will be joining us at the casino, you and the other ladies should make preparations to welcome her." She informed her.

"Sure," Amy said.

"We haven't talked about the office you would like to work in." Talia turned to Lena. "I can fix one that you will like though," she offered.

"You don't have to worry about that, I have already decided." She said, staring at their faces. "I would like to work as a host." She dropped.

"No, you can't. Those old men will lay their hands on you, I can't let them do that." Darian objected.

"There are other positions, you know? You can work as the cashier or the manager. " Talia tried to convince her.

"I believe with Amy's supervision the men would respect me and wouldn't dare to lay a finger on me. So, Darian, if you would let me, I would like to work here as a host under the supervision of Amy." She glared into Amy's face and smirked.

"We should let her do it, I will make sure no one harasses her," Talia promised Darian.

"Fine then," he agreed, knowing there was nothing he could do to change Lena's mind.

"Thank you," Lena smiled, stretching out her hand to Amy. "Nice to be part of your team, I promise to work diligently."

Amy took her hands, staring daggers at each other. They smiled, Lena found Amy interesting and wanted to get back at her for berating her earlier. Amy knew well that Lena had a plan. As she stared into her eyes, she tried to read what was going on in her mind but she saw nothing but an innocent and friendly smile.

Faithy💓