The Nun and the Mafioso: This Nun is Mine

Episode 4

Ayla:

After the devastating news of having to work with the evil boss, and according to the gossipers, they say he must be the devil's advocate, may my little saint save my soul because it seems my goose is cooked.

Well, since I have nowhere to run, I grab my things and take the elevator up to the tenth floor, but don't think I went unprepared. I had at least three rosaries with me to ensure my protection, just in case the enemy decides to show up, I'll hit him with a rosary and that's it.

I shake off those thoughts and arrive at a penthouse I've never seen in my life, seriously, the place is surreal.

I stand there like a deer in headlights, not knowing where to go since, strangely, the floor was empty. The walls of the place were in various shades of gray with some marble details, oh my God, what a strange place!

Soon, I knock on a very large solid wood door, putting my ear to it, but I hear nothing.

With my rosary in hand, I hold it firmly and slowly open the door, and to my relief, well, maybe not, I'm alone!

Ugh, I have to stop talking to myself in my thoughts.

I breathe a sigh of relief and quickly close the door, just in case the devil's advocate arrives, he won't like to see me invading his office.

I think I would need to call all the saints I know to defend me.

I put my things on a reception desk there, well, it seems like the least obscure place there, and so I spend the rest of the morning there, thanking God for the arrival of lunchtime.

But when I think that there would be people for me to talk to, I'm mistaken, because the girls are all giving me the side-eye, and between whispers, I hear them saying, "why did they choose this silly girl to be the secretary of that hottie", then another comment, "this nun must be on fire under those horrible clothes she wears" and so on with several other malicious comments.

So, I decide to sit alone, better alone than in bad company, if these sinful hussies want, they can switch places with me because I have no interest in staying with that crazy guy.

I finish my lunch and go back to the dragon's lair, and so I spend the whole day in that macabre place, well, I think I prayed about a hundred rosaries because just one wouldn't be enough for that dark place.

Well, sometimes it's just gossip talking bad about the man and I'm painting him as something bad, oh my little saint, forgive me, I'm bearing false witness against the man, and he's nothing like they say.