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Danielle Morgan tapped her foot impatiently while she stood lined up with all of Santini's "other women". She didn't have a clue what was going on and wished to god that she did. If she hadn't of gotten in trouble by Maria, Santini's first whore, then she would be in the loop.
Right now all she wanted to do is go home and see Addison. Unfortunatly she couldn't until they had all the evidence they needed against Santini. For a long time she had wondered why she the FBI had chosen her but she figured it out and didn't like the result of it.
"All right ladies, stand up straight and smile. Here comes Sandro and his two newest racers all the way from America," Maria said with an Italian accent and tossing her dark hair over her shoulder.
Danielle sighed and straightened her stance as Santini, a tall black guy, and a tall blonde guy. She looked up and down the row at the other girls' reaction and smirked when they all stood straighter and stuck their chests out like it was some sort of prize.
Santini stopped beside her, "If you are ever looking for a good time. Mind you all of the girls can give you a good time, but either Maria or this one is the best. Isn't that right Danni?"
His hand fisted in her hair and jerked back and she smiled sickly sweet, "Of course, Sandro. Its because of all the spit and vinagar I have within. I'm sure your preferences boys but I do it all. Sandro loves to have fun with me."
When Santini released her hair she couldn't help the involuntary shudder that ran through her. He smiled at her and continued down the line.
Brian walked down the line with Sandro in front of him introducing him and Rome to everyone. The first time he'd met Santini he had an instant dislike to him. He knew Rome felt the same by the sneer he gave him when his back was turned.
"That concludes your tour gentleman. I suggest you get yourself more aquainted with your surroundings and if you need help ask one of the women. Maria my room now," Santini barked, "The rest of you are dismissed for the day. Danni you are going to help these gentlemen find their way to the race tonight and then home again. Understand?"
"Yes sir," The brunette said softly refusing to look at him. The truth of the matter was she didn't look up until after he had retreated and when she did look up and smile, Brian was hit in the gut, "Hi. My name is Danielle Morgan. I'll be your tour guide any questions? Why don't we go for a walk in the garden so we can get to know one another."
"You got any food around here?" Rome asked suddenly, his stomach growling quickly behind.
Danielle's laugh was soft, "Yeah. I'll show you the kitchens. However Sandro does not want midnight kitchen raids."
As she lead them down a hallway Brian couldn't help but believe this woman had a four year old daughter.