Chapter 4
Bruno
I walked back to take my seat behind my desk. Although I had killed her I still feel my anger within me. I had trusted her, something I never did. I wore the earphones on my desk and listened to some conversations that were held in the club. Seeing that I had nothing to worry about, I took it off and stood up. Tossing the lighter in my hand. Maybe I should have had her tortured before making her eat the food.
I sighed.
I didn't plan to sleep in my private chambers tonight. I would go back home. I had a lot of things to sort out. My eyes moved from one nude painting to the other. I saw a piece I liked and would like to add to my office. I made a mental note to remind Rave to get them for me. I walked out of the office placing my lighter in my pocket.
I decided to take another walk around the club before I went back home. I was already stressed and would like to relax early but not without fucking an ass. I was already feeling a little hard as I watched a man fucking a sweet ass. I didn't like fucking sweet ass, not that I had anything against them or was in any committed relationship, I just didn't like to share. I wouldn't want any other man to touch a girl I fucked.
My eyes searched around the club for Natasha. She was one sweet girl. She wasn't the only girl I fucked but she was my favourite, she knew how to make me feel good. She was usually at the club at this time. I didn't dwell too much on it. Other girls would offer their pussy to be fucked without me asking.
I stepped out of the club and walked towards my car in the parking lot. As I got closer to the car, I saw a lean figure in my car. She had her back in the car. I knew immediately that it was Natasha. She wore a short red dress which perfectly accentuated her curvy figure. Her cleavages were perfectly exposed allowing me to take a quick peek at her breast.
"I thought you wouldn't be coming today," I said when I got closer to the car. She wore red lipstick and had a gum in her mouth. "I decided to wait for you here, I knew you would be returning home tonight," she said. I opened the door and stepped inside and she did the same.
I ignited the car and drove out.
"We've not seen each other for the past three days, did you miss me?" She asked, turning her head to take a quick peek at my face. One side of my lips pulled to the side. Though she was my favorite girl, I didn't think much about her.
"How was your trip?" I asked instead of answering a question she already knew the answer to. I sensed she was a bit disappointed at my question. What the hell was she expecting?
She went on and on about how her trip went.
Natasha ran a small business which involved selling guns and ammunition. She traveled to Russia three days ago to take care of her business. I didn't hear the things she said as I was not interested in knowing the full details of how her trip went. As she spoke her hands moved to my shoulders, and slowly she moved them to my thighs. I took a deep breath. I couldn't wait to have her under my sheet screaming my name. I drove as fast as I could, overtaking other cars in front of me.
Immediately I stepped into the room, I locked lips with Natasha. I didn't take her to the room I slept but to a room I called the unholy room. No females were allowed to enter my room except the cleaners. I kissed her roughly, tasting every inch of her mouth.
She moaned into the kiss.
My hands trailed her body as we moved slowly to the bed. Slowly I took off her clothes piece by piece. My hands were quick to hold her breast and I gave it a light squeeze. My dick was hard and I pressed it on her. I let out a low groan lost in my fantasy. Her nipples were hard and pointed. I bent down and sucked on it while I rubbed the other one in a round motion, "holy shit," she moaned.
We now lay in bed. Soon I sat in between her tight and placed my dick on her pussy. I thrust quickly, "fuck me harder," she cried. And I pounded on her faster. My lips found her and I kissed her passionately.
After a session of pleasing and exploring each other, I laid my back on the bed. Natasha put on her clothes and walked out. I didn't bother sending her off. She would take a taxi and either go back home or back to the club.
I stood up and walked to my room.
Stepping in, I closed the door behind me. I walked into the bathroom. Warm water fell in contact with my skin. I stayed under the shower for a very long time before stepping out of it. I had a towel wrapped around my waist. I walked to the side of my room where my alcohol was stored and took a bottle of vodka.
I held a glass and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The City was bustling although it was already past midnight. I stood there for a while sipping on my vodka slowly before going back to bed.
I had barely slept for three hours when I heard a knock on my door. I released a subtle breath of irritation. I sat up slowly and rubbed my eyes. It could only be one person, Rave. Rave is my cousin and the only one who knew the password to my house. I didn't sleep early every day, it was the first time in months and Rave didn't want me to at least enjoy it.
I stepped to the door after a few seconds and opened it, "it better be important," I said to him as I took large strides to my bed. Even if he was my cousin I wouldn't mind throwing him into my underground dungeon if he had nothing important to say.
"Of course it's important," he said, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. I nodded a sign that he could go on. He wrecked of alcohol and cigarettes which was clear evidence that he was coming from the club.
He inhaled a shark breath, "The two men who had broken into the warehouse on the outskirts of the city had been caught," my brain registered the words he just said and I stood up and changed quickly into something more comfortable. "Where are they right now!" I asked.
"In the underground dungeon," he replied.
I was pleased with his hard work. I had entrusted the job of finding the men to him two weeks ago when they attacked my warehouse. They hid themselves very well I must say as it had taken Rave and his men some time to get the men. "Take me there immediately," I ordered and then we stepped out and walked towards the dungeon.
My underground dungeon was made specifically for torturing people who think they can get ahead of me. Anyone who offends me is immediately thrown here. I can promise you one thing, it is the last place anyone would want to visit. I walked down the stairs that led to the dungeon, one of my hands dipped in my pocket.
The dungeon was lit by torch light from torches in iron sconces. I walked from one ceiling to the other, my shoes clicked softly on the dirty stone floor. The ceiling was empty but not without the bones of the offenders that lay on the floor. I finally came to a stop in front of the ceiling that held the men who stole from my warehouse.
We were separated by the iron bars. Chains were fixed on the walls. One of the men lay on the floor unconscious. They had blood all over his body, his hands and legs were bound by chains.
The only conscious one quickly grabbed the iron bar, "please spare, please, I promise to tell you whatever you want to know," he said.
"That was faster than I expected," I moved closer to him. My eyes fixed on him like a predator ready to devour its prey. "Then start talking. Who sent you to my warehouse?" I asked, my voice dangerous yet calm.
"I don't know. We didn't see his face, just his hand," I squinted my eyes, was that the information he had for me? Seeing my not-so-pleased expression, he thought for a while before adding, "he wore a ring on his hand, yes I remember perfectly,"
I smirked.
"Is that all you have to tell me?"
"That's all I know. Please spare me," he kept pleading. I suddenly felt my trip to the dungeon was wasted. He would surely pay for wasting my time. I turned back and started walking away, "do to him as you see fit," I said to Rave. I kept walking with my hands dipped into my pocket. I heard the man's loud painful scream as I stepped out from the dungeon.
I sat in the car beside Rave later that night. My day has not been the best. After leaving the dungeon earlier I couldn't return to sleep. I had stood in front of the window with a stick of cigarettes stuck between my fingers. I stayed in front of the window till the sun rose from the sky.
I had no cook and couldn't make anything for myself. Rave himself was hopeless as he too couldn't cook. We had gone out for breakfast. My mood has been unstable. I yelled and fired over ten staff from the club today for the tiniest mistake they made.
Rave noticed it and asked to go out. He said it would help calm me as if I told him I wanted to be calm. "I already owned a club, where else do you want me to go?"I asked him.
"There is an auction being held today. It would be good to go and spend some cash, who knows the valuable item that may attract you?" He said. Auctions for Mafia lords weren't like normal auctions where goods were sold. The items Rave referred to girls who were sold off as slaves or sex workers to the mafia lords.
After much persuasion from Rave, I finally agreed to go with him. I wasn't a fan of auctions and could count the number of auctions I have attended on one hand.
The auction started immediately, the hall was filled with proud and arrogant mafia lords. I sat at the back with Rave sitting next to me. Girls of different ages were brought out one after the other and sold off. The auction was getting boring when she stepped in.
She had fewer clothes on than the others.
Her breasts were exposed. Her eyes were fixed on the crowd. It kept moving around as if she was searching for someone. My eyes took her entire figure in but lingered on her exposed breast. I could see some men ogling at her. She was truly a sight to behold.
"Ten thousand dollars," someone yelled.
"Twenty thousand dollars," another said. The prices went higher. My eyes were fixed on her. A tear escaped her eyes and slid down her exposed breasts. She tried to wipe her face but it barely worked as her hands were tied with ropes.
Her gaze finally landed on me. I looked at her with a straight face. She quickly diverted her eyes and kept them down. I smirked. I had already been captivated by her from the very beginning. Guess Rave was right. There was an item that could entertain me. I wanted her. To get her I knew I had to bid a price no one could beat.
"One million dollars," I said calmly.
I could hear the gasps from the crowd. They couldn't hide their surprise at the amount I planned to buy her. Well, it was my money and they had no say in it. As expected no one could beat the price.
"Gone," she now belonged to me.
My eyes moved from him to the girl I just bought. I noticed that her legs were shaking. Before she could be handed over to me, her legs gave way and she fell on the stage unconscious.