Shenanigans (Complete)

The Boss

Unknown POV

"Where f**k is Marc!" Shouted a man, his suit tailored and perfect. "Why hasn't he been found?" Anger came off him in waves. Everyone around him cowed down.

"We are not sure boss," a woman very meek in nature, and glasses on the bridge of her nose squeaked.

"What the f**k am I paying you, idiots, for!" He slammed his hand down hard on the desk, as papers, pens, and files fell to the floor. "I want him found!"

"Y... Y.. Yes boss." A large man with a scar running down his face disappearing into shirt collar answered.

"Get everyone we have on it, retired, new, and on duty!" The suited man ground out.

"Of course," The man with the scar, grabbed the girl with glasses by the elbow to drag her out.

"Leave her!" The well-dressed man growled. "I need her to grab these files. I am headed out!"

The man with the scar and the girl with glasses exchanged looks as the door slammed closed. "He is going to kill him isn't he." She looked down picking up the files.

"Not him, he will ask me." Grunted the scared man.

"Are you..you.. going to do it?" She looked with shock, pushing her glasses back up to the base of her nose.

"I don't want to," he sighed. This man trusted this woman as you watched his guard come down and he showed his worry and fear of the future. "I owe him my life, from when we were in prison together." He shook his head. There has to be a way to fix this." He stood, helping the girl stand too.

"I am sure you will find it. This whole thing is about some honor-bound crap just because of a bike he took back." She shook her head and shivered.

"I shouldn't have started that bet." The scar-faced guys pinched the bridge of his nose squeezing his eyes closed.

"What is done is done." She began rearranging the files and sorting the papers on his desk. "Tell mom I will be late, I have to finish what he left me on my desk." She sighed. "At least he doesn't try to have s*x with me anymore." She shivered remembering the feel of the boss's hands on her.

"Me too sis," Her brother whispered. He was worried he would have to kill the boss himself. No one even a mafia boss's deranged son could do that to his family.

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Marc's POV

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To say the agreement that Holly and I had come to. The fact we were a thing. Whatever that thing was I felt f*****g fantastic. Cloud 9 had nothing on me when it came to having Holly in my arms.

I didn't care about anything other than having my arms around and my lips on hers. Well actually I wanted her naked but that was another whole step we would have to sort out. For now, I was happy just to be kissing and holding her.

"Marc! Marc!" I heard Holly shouting, getting out of my head I seen her spatula in hand staring at me annoyed.

"What?" I ask, knowing I have a sheepish look on my face.

"Pizza, what do you want on top?" She groans.

"Whatever you want firecracker." I grin. Grabbing her to hug her.

"Get off," she wiggles out of my embrace. "What were you thinking of so hard anyway?" She turns her brown eyes to me.

"You. Naked." The look in my eye and her eyes got huge! She turned around so fast, I leaned forward to peek. She was in a full-fledged tomato blush. "Does that me you think about me naked too?" I turned her around to see her looking intently at the floor.

"Maybe," came her curt reply as she got to work putting toppings on her homemade pizza.

"Mmmm I think I like the sound of that." I purr as I rub up behind her.

"Marc," She swats me with the spatula as she blushes super red. Grabbing her hands I pin her to the counter. Nuzzling her neck, I release some of my pent-up passion on her. Claiming her mouth as I slide my hands under her shirt. "Do you know how delicious you looked coming out of that bedroom in your PJs?" I cooed at her as I nibbled her neck and collar bone.

She moaned in response, It was soft and unsure, but moving my fingers along her sides and down her back letting her know what yummy things they could do. I pressed my hips against hers as my bulge rubbed just above her core. "I want to taste, touch and savor you," I whispered passionately in her ear.

Her moan in response was music to my ears. I knelt, down in front of her. Lifting her shirt, I moved her bra aside. Capturing a n****e in my mouth I sucked while using my hands to knead her other breast and back. I wanted her to have perfect experiences for the first times. I went to the other n****e, her head thrown back moaning as the spatula fell from her hands clattering to the floor. Then her hands weaved into my hair, gripping me tightly. I groaned myself, the woman's responses to me were perfection. Just like her.

We both heard the cell phone ring. Holly immediately grabbed it. Breathless she asked. "Yes?" Looking down at me she handed the phone. "Ben wants to chat."

"Beautiful timing," I groaned to Ben on the line.

"Mmm, well I am not going to ask but you should know the brother of the man you killed just put you on the hit list." Ben's voice a mix of emotion. "As soon as you have a break get down here and I will give you a burner phone. If Holly is ok with it you should stay up there outta sight." Ben finished with a sigh.

"Hmmm, so he knows I am out. " I walked away from Holly. "Must have seen the bike gone. You better hide that bike." I snapped thinking about the custom-made bike I had saved up for. The man I had hurt who died a year later from complications as the loyal ex of mine went to his other brother. Had kept my bike. I found it through friends and stole it back.

"Don't worry ain't no one gonna find it." Ben chuckled. "Cooter is taking it out to his place."

"Cooter?" I chuckled at the name

"That's Marion's husband the mechanic who hangs out Luca's," Holly said behind me.

"He is a good guy?" I raised a brow.

"Yes, a former marine, martial artist and we all hear rumors he was a mercenary for a bit." Holly shrugged.

"So there are some badasses here." I chuckle.

"Yes, but not the kind that wants to wake up." Ben snapped. "I will tell Clint." Then Ben hung up.

"What's going on?" Holly's hands laid on my bare chest, as she leaned in to ask.