Broken by the Billionaire Mafia!

Broken by the Billionaire Mafia

                  CHAPTER ONE

                     UNKNOWN

           (HIDDEN SECRETS)

                *Ding Dong*

 The sound of the elevator chimed as it split and made way to my braggadocious passage. Hands hidden in my square pockets, the clean air infiltrated my nostrils of riches and sin. Sin webbed around me like a spun, my shoulders high as I winked to the botched lip and heavily baked face of the receptionist with three buttons lost on her white T-shirt as she throws me a seductive glare which I catch mid air and blows her a kiss. 

 Her cheeks blew hot as she turned red when I inched closer to her desk. Lolita knew the reasons for my visits. It always has to do with some dirty work I had to clean up which only I could. The most bankable hit man in town.

     “Tell the boss I'm here.” I say. My hard voice had goosebumps spreading across her pale skin making her braless fake tits tips peak at the puckered lips.

    “Su.. sure.” Her lips quivered, her red polished nails curled around the rim of the telephone as she brought it closer to her lips- blow job lips which had me thinking for a few seconds how her lips would feel bopping on my Cock. She looks good for a hot fuck but that wasn't the reason I was here. It was strictly business as usual but maybe I'll borrow time to fuck her this weekend in my patio.

     “Boss, Sir Kessler is here.” she says and listens to the Boss before she nods dropping the phone and faces me biting her bottom lip which tends to turn me on.

   She's feeling me as I'm feeling her.

     “Don’t keep the Boss waiting.”

    “See you soon Lollipop.” I flipped her hair to the side and left for the office. I turned the door knob open to see the ruthless prick wide legged with a bunch of women having their fill. My gaze landed on a blonde deep throating his Cock and he smirked evilly as he spotted me.

      “Some other time bitches!” I commanded.

  The ladies got distracted and flipped their attention to a mean looking me standing at the door. They grumbled under their breath as I spoiled their fun as they picked up panties, bras, shoes sprawled lying on the floor and hurried out of the room reeking of alcohol and sex.

  “The fuck your on scaring my guests.” The Boss throws a cigar smoke into his lips sucking a puff and quickly fixes his pants putting his hard Cock into confinement.

  “You got a job for me, be fast about it. My time clicks now.“ I grabbed a chair and sat on it.

  “This is a different task. I'll hand you pictures and documents with the rules..”

   “I follow no rules father.” I cut him off. 

   “But you have no choice in this. Here..” he shoved a parcel to the side and I quickly cage the file but not without sending him a dangerous glare. He mentioned a different task? 

   “The mail you sent didn't state the job this time.” The words flew before it registered. I said my thoughts out loud.

  “That's because you need some time to prepare for it. It isn't your usual way of cleaning up shit. Take a peek at what lies in your parcel.” Boss puffs more of his cigar smoke while he adjusts his hurting Cock into his pants with a disgruntled look on his hard face with a patch hanging on his left eye. He wore it at all times, the result of a bad business move that rendered him part blind. But still a Mafia Boss and a father figure in the dark, sinful business which I follow in his footsteps.

   I nodded and unwrapped the parcel. I stuck my hands into it and brought out a photograph of a smiling lady. Her eyes were haughty and endearing and for a few minutes I couldn't comprehend my surroundings as I drank of her photo. Her eyes, the softness of her lips like honey and the curves of her sexy body has me almost nutting in my pants. It has been weeks my cum sputtered in a warm and tangy pussy.

       “Hum..” He clears his throat, bringing me out of my little fantasy.

        “Why her? I don't kill women.” I flash the photograph to him. I don't know what that woman must have done to get the Boss rattled but killing her was a no for me, she's too pretty to die early. I can't imagine sticking a knife into her stomach when I should be slamming my Cock into her walls and listening to her scream my name in excitement.

    “You ain't killing her, rather you have everything to look forward to. I can see you're attracted to the bitch.” He smirks and takes a sip from his whiskey.

   “She's a hottie.”

      “Everything you need to do is hidden in the parcel. She's all yours man.” he bursts into his deadly laughter and I scoffed going through the parcel.

  My blood froze when I got to a document. “It’s unlike anything I've done before. Deceit and falsification?” I ask. “How sure are you I'm not gonna flop this up?”

    “It’s a sin for you to fail.” He slammed the glass of whiskey behind me and I heard it hit the wall and the sound of the broken pieces with its liquid running down the floor to the tiles. 

  “We are talking about billions and an inheritance; the deal is a 50-50. You'll hate yourself if you mess this up, go home, smoke some weed and pounder on the deal carefully and give me a call to begin.”

  “As you command father.” I rose from the seat, gave him a slight bow and picked the parcel, threw her picture into it and walked out of the office and out of the company building not paying attention to the sexy receptionist whispering out to me. 

I slot my keys into my car and drove out with a high speed, pressure and curiosity wreaking in my bones. We were businessmen by day but kings of the underworld by dark.

        I have a task to accomplish.