C61 Chapter 61

ELEANOR

“What the hell do you mean, I’m working for you?” I asked in a low, confused but determined tone. “I don't work for you, and I never will. You hear me? Never.”

Don Salvatore barely looked up as he calmly wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“First, you said I could leave once we talked. Then, it was dinner first, and we’d talk while we ate