Eleni
“What’s wrong with this?” I ask as I step out of the dressing room in the fourth outfit since I sent Gianna a few pictures of the clothes I was looking at and she dragged me out for actual shopping.
She sighs. “Real answer?”
I nod. “Clearly, I’m not getting this. It doesn’t make any goddamn sense. Why isn’t this something one of the wives can wear?”
Gianna stands and walks over to me. “Well, first, you’re not one of the wives.”
I snort. “Tell them that.”
“Trust me, they know.” Gianna turns me to the mirror. “But the boss’ girlfriend ranks above any actual wife. If you were a mistress… Well, that’d be different. We wouldn’t be out in public shopping with Dante’s credit card, that’s for sure.”
I roll my eyes to the ceiling and groan. “How did I go from boss to boss’ girlfriend i
