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Starr Marie 
                          
"Wait. Before we go, do you know anything about Tara Levine?" I ask hoping nothing bad comes from his mouth based on the expression he's giving me. 
                          
"No, I'll have O look into her for you if you want," He says then proceeds to ask me why.
                          
"Nothing it's just that when I mentioned your name, she kinda of seemed scared or frightened," I was just curious at this point.
                          
"Well I am the most feared mafia leader," His ego is suddenly replaced with a smirk.
                          
"Yeah, you're probably right," I say confusingly before he gestures me to walk towards the door. 
                          
Once we got to the door I noticed a code simulator. He typed in a code, I memorized it then honestly I forgot once I focused on his next steps. There was an eye scanner. It was some Men in Black type of shit. 
                          
When the thing scanned his eye, the door opened and we entered it. After a while I started to analyze my surroundings. 
                          
"So Mr.King, from the looks of it, there's a large hallway leading from the front door.6 floors connected to that one hall, and 4 men on each hall," I say stating his tactics.
                          
"How did you do that in 1 minute?" He says turning his body to my direction. 
                          
"Oh some guy taught me like 2 years back." I avoid the question with a half ass answer. Only because I didn't want him to know my life story. Some things are meant to be kept quiet. 
                          
"Impressive. Already thinking like a Mafia Queen," That same smirk appears on him lips. 
                          
"I guess I am," I came to the realization that I was smiling extremely big at him. No one has ever really say good in anything I do, so this small moment felt like an accomplishment. 
                          
I felt like maybe this is finally a place where I could belong. Well that's at least what I thought.
                          
As we walked to a door it was suddenly opened by two guards. As soon as we stepped a foot into it, there was over 100 people staring at us. Both men and women. 
                          
I got looks from guys checking me out. Damn I wish I didn't wear a shirt that expose my boobs. 
                          
I also got dirty looks from the women. Maybe because I was walking next to their Boss. Maybe because I was the clothes I wore which visible exposed me, though not completely. 
                          
But also, it made me wonder if it was because I was with Damon. I know that there are women who despise other women because they have what they don't have.
                          
Honestly I felt bad for them other than myself. They were the type of women who wanted to be with their bosses and if they couldn't have them, they'll do all they could to make the girl feel like they don't belong. 
                          
The looks made me feel as though I didn't. 
                          
I shift my weight on to Damon so I could feel the odd safeness he put onto me. He responded by bringing his hand around my waist, leaving a reassuring squeeze. 
                          
I take a huge breath as we began coming in contact with a big boxing ring. Men and women were surrounding it as O spoke to them. 
                          
"Today we are doing rounds. This will help us know who is shitty and who has at least some talent hidden somewhere beneath those tattoo and hair pins," He say sarcastically roasting them. I hear Damon chuckle at the expressions on the peoples faces as they stood around the rink. 
                          
After he finished speaking, he skimmed the crowd, final noticing us, followed by calling Damon up to the ring.
                          
"I'll be right back, don't go anywhere," Damon says kissing my forehead then walking away.