*Bruno*
As I walked out of the dungeon, I swiped the blood of the man I just killed off my hands. Rave walked beside me with his phone in his hand. “Take care of the body,” I said to him without looking at him. I caught a spy amongst my guard today. I found out something was off in the club two days ago. I felt someone was selling out information about me and the club. The fool thought he could hide, but like a dog, I had sniffed out his smell and fished him out.
I wasted no time in throwing him in the dungeon. It wasn’t very smart of him to think he would not get caught. He had been lip-tight at first. Refusing to mention who sent him, he was a loyal dog. But loyal dogs, once caught in the wrong traps, do not live to tell the story of what they saw. After a bit of torture, he opened his mouth and spilled every information. Although he tried not to mention any name, I could still tell who his boss was. After spilling out everything, the son of a bitch thought I would allow him to live, but I ran a dagger into his chest, killing him on the spot, “Dig into the information he had mentioned. I want every information on Diego,” I said to Rave.
“What about the other spies he mentioned? They may still be lurking around,” Rave said. I paused and turned to him. “You think they would still stay after finding out what I did to one of them?” I asked Rave. Rave was quiet for a while before he shook his head. I began walking. We had already exited the dark dungeon and walked into a hallway lit by a dingy yellow bulb. “Make sure news of a spy being caught and killed spreads around the club,” I ordered.
“Yes, Don,” he said respectfully. Rave knew better than to allow me to hear about it from the mouth of anyone. News spread around the club but in a subtle way. No one was allowed to mention it out loud.
Rave kept scrolling down his phone. “What are you doing?” I asked him, as that was unusual.
“I want to order food. I’ll be returning home at midnight, and I’m worried Lucia would not have eaten,” he said. I furrowed my brow at the mention of Lucia. “Why are you the one ordering food?” I asked him. There were men given the task of providing food for her. That was not Rave’s job.
“She asked to eat from a specific restaurant today. I told her about it, and she was so excited to taste their food,” he said. One side of my lips pulled to the side. I didn’t like the recent closeness between Lucia and Rave. I knew Rave took food to her and spent time with her. I had no problem with that. But it didn’t sit well with me when I heard that Rave was doing something for her that would make her smile while I hadn’t done anything.
I stopped and turned sharply to him.
I glared at him, “You will not be returning home tonight. Stay in the club and monitor the spies in case they linger around. I can’t trust any other person with this task,” I told him. A look of displeasure passed through his eyes. He knew better than to argue with me. “Why do I feel like you are doing this because you don’t want me to spend time with Lucia?” He asked.
I scoffed.
Before I could reply and deny it immediately, he asked again, “Have you fallen for her?” He asked teasingly.
“It seems you are tired of using your tongue,” I told him coldly. He should know better than to tease me. He held his phone in his ear, feigning a call.
The bar was crowded and filled with people. Loud music resounded from the speaker. I walked past one of the staff wearing skimpy clothes and holding a tray of alcohol in her hands.
My eyes moved around the club. I took everything in. Life as a mafia lord has taught me to be observant and not to trust anyone. As I walked on the ground floor, one of my men walked towards me and whispered in my ear. One of the mafia lords in the second sector, which was for the exclusive mafia and drug lord, wanted to see me. He left immediately after passing the message.
I didn’t go over to meet the mafia lord immediately. I was the boss and would only meet him because he had been waiting for me since the early hours. I walked around the club, moving from one office to another. Every staff member I walked past bowed in respect. After walking around the club, I decided it was time to spare Henry a few minutes with me.
I walked towards the second sector of the ground floor.
Henry was sitting at the side. As I walked in, the Lords in the room bowed in respect. I didn’t bother to smile or look in their direction. I wanted to deal with Henry and walk out. Henry and I had business to discuss. Henry was a little busy. He had his hands wrapped around a sweet ass who sat on him as he fucked her. I watched as he kissed her passionately, thumping her on him. I sat at the side, giving him some privacy. Their moans and groans filled the air. My eyes were fixed on them and their every action.
I imagined Lucia on top of me as I made love to her. She has been on my mind the whole day, but I have been trying to concentrate and not allow her to distract me. I still couldn’t understand how she had so much effect on me.
Henry and the sweet-ass girl both hit organisms at the same time. The girl rested her head on Henry’s chest as they tried to catch their breath. After a while, the girl left. Henry stood up and adjusted his trousers. He looked around, and he was stiff momentarily when his eyes met mine. Surprised flash through his eyes. He has been having such a good time that he has forgotten about me.
He bowed quickly, “I didn’t know you were here; please forgive my ignorance,” He sat close to me. I had taken no offense. Aside from meeting here for business, the club was also to provide sweet sex to those who needed it. I turned to face him properly.
“It’s fine,” I said, “The club is also here to provide satisfaction to your sexual desires,” I added. He smiled stiffly. “You have not been waiting for long, have you?” I asked him.
“Of course not,” he said. His stiff smile widened, and I nodded.
“So, do you have the goods ready?” I asked him. He nodded vigorously. He stood up, walked briskly to where he had sat, and brought a suitcase. He placed the briefcase on the table and opened it. I pinned him with my eyes, watching his actions closely. Henry was a significant drug dealer with clients all over the world. He was a very popular underworld and respected. The truth that others didn’t know was that he worked under me.
He brought out a file and handed it over to me. He looked around to see if we were being watched, but who could see us? The place I had chosen to sit was secluded from the others. One could do whatever he wants secretly here. There was a secret camera on the side, though. I still had to monitor whatever was happening. Seeing that everyone was busy with whatever they were doing, he turned to look at me.
I scanned the document he brought quickly.
“Are you sure about this deal?” I asked him. He wanted to supply drugs to a big mafia family in London. I didn’t want any hindrance to my business, so I asked for a special investigation into the client’s history.
Henry nodded, “I have done my research on them. They have agreed to all my terms. Even if they decide to back down from the agreement, they will still be at a loss as bombs have been installed in their warehouses across London,” he said. I nodded. Henry was competent, and I knew I could trust him.
We spent over thirty minutes talking about other things.
After speaking with him, I walked straight to my private chamber. I had decided not to spend the night in the club. I would go back home. I was close to my chamber when I heard a voice behind me. It was Natasha. I turned sharply to see her walking towards me. She wore a red dress that stopped on her thigh; she swayed her waist as she walked. Her steps were confident because she knew the effect she had on men, as most people turned around as she walked past them.
“I’m glad I met you. I thought you had returned to the mansion,” she said with a smile.
She walked closer to me and wrapped her hands around me. “I missed you a lot,” she said, pressing her breast on me. I kept my hands on my side. It has been a while since I saw her. She released me from the hug.
“You are staying over, right?” She asked.
I wanted to go back and see Lucia, but seeing Natasha, I had a double mind. I was a man, and I had my desires. After watching Henry and the sweet ass fuck each other a while ago, I also wanted to fuck a pussy, and here was Natasha presenting herself. I knew I couldn’t touch Lucia. At least not yet. Maybe I should spend the night with Natasha.
“If you keep me company, I’ll think about staying,” I said. Her smile widened, and she said, “Isn’t that why I am here?”
One side of my lips pulled to the side, and I caught hold of her wrist and quickly pulled her away. My direction had changed. I wasn’t going to my chambers anymore. I’ll be using my private bedroom. I pulled her inside and closed the door. I pushed her back against the closed door. My lips met hers, and I kissed her passionately. She returned the kiss. My hands were all over her body. My tongue pushed her lips open and tasted every inch of her mouth. I sucked harder on her lower lips, exciting a loud moan from her.
Slowly, we moved to the bed. My hands moved all over her body. I had easy access to her breasts as she wasn’t wearing any bra. She ran her hands across my hair. Her breath hitched up.
I didn’t know why, but I wasn’t enjoying the passionate kiss as I should have been. Images of Lucia kept coming to mind. I pushed Natasha on the bed and got on top of her.
Still, I wasn’t enjoying myself.
It felt as if I was playing. What was wrong? I pulled away from the kiss and stared at her face. She opened her eyes. Maybe I’ll enjoy it more when I see her with no clothes. With that thought, I kissed her more widely as I took off her clothes piece by piece. She now lay on the bed stark naked. I buried my head in her chest, sucking on her breast, but my body refused to react. My mind was filled with Lucia. My body craved for her.
I stopped and slowly stood up.
I took a deep breath and slowly steady my emotions.
I needed Lucia.
I started to walk out of the room. Natasha called me back, but I didn’t turn back. It was Lucia I wanted, and I’ll get her.
I rushed back home and hurriedly climbed the stairs. I pushed her door open to see her drying her wet hair with a towel. It seemed like she had just taken her bath as she had a towel wrapped around her body. She turned to me.
Without thinking, I walked towards her, and before she could comprehend what was happening, I pulled her in for a kiss. The towel around her body dropped to the ground.