My Mafia Madness

Chapter 15 - Things Are Heating Up

“Alright, question three.”

Alexa took charge of both the game and the conversation now.

“I know you share ownership of Romano Enterprises with your two younger brothers Matteo and Roberto. But what is it that you do, exactly? I mean, what is your actual job description?”

Dante seemed to visibly hesitate for a moment, studying her carefully and weighing up the concerns should he tell her the truth.

It was too soon; she hadn’t even accepted the position yet and the last thing he wanted to do was scare her off.

It wasn’t like he could just come right out and admit that he was an infamous Mafia Boss, one of the most dangerous men in the entire world.

A man who controlled the entire city’s organised crime syndicate, as well as the billion-dollar company he himself was the face of.

No, it was far too soon for all of that.

Instead, he decided to keep it vague and focus entirely on the business side of his work when he gave his answer truthfully.

And he would be truthful to her.

Dante Romano was well known to be a man of his word.

“Well, my job really is actually quite boring if you think about it. The same old business meetings, endless piles of paperwork and handshakes…” he paused before continuing.

“I’d much rather be out having dinner with a beautiful woman… like now.”

But his reply hadn’t fooled Alexa and she narrowed her eyes at him, though he ignored her reaction.

“Now, I believe it’s my turn.” he pushed, suddenly leaning forward with a keen interest.

Dante’s emerald eyes appeared to glimmer in the dim lighting of the dining room as he looked Alexa dead in the eyes with the gaze of a predator about to feast on its prey.

His expression caused Alexa to feel the warmth return to her body, as if his were calling out for hers.

Her breathing began to slow and deepen as the entire world around them slipped away.

“What is it that turns you on, Miss Myers?”

Now it was Alexa’s turn to choke, this time on her wine as she attempted to take a sip from her glass.

The question had apparently caught her completely off guard as she raised both her brows and responded.

“Um, excuse me?”

“You heard me.” Dante replied confidently, never once breaking his gaze over her.

“What does it for you? Is it money? Power? Or are you more into things like b**m and kink?”

Placing her glass down for a moment she shook her head as she spoke with utter disbelief.

“I don’t think it’s any of your concern Mr. Rom-”

He quickly cut in.

“-Uh, uh… we had a deal… three questions, remember?” he reminded.

His left brow had risen slightly higher, asserting some kind of temporary dominance over her as he watched her reaction with a keen eye.

“Well this is hardly a fair question.” she pointed out with a displeased frown.

Leaning back into his chair, Dante gave her a sinister smile as he spoke next.

“Very few things in life are fair, Alexa.”

Her skin began to tingle at the sound of her name coming from his plump lips and she found herself swallowing nervously.

Her name sounded sexier coming from him for some reason.

Letting out an uneasy sigh, Alexa turned her head from one side to the other, searching the room for anyone who may be listening into their conversation.

She would have hated being embarrassed by someone overhearing what she was about to admit aloud to him.

Sensing her latest unease, Dante spoke, perhaps in an effort to relieve her worries, even just a little.

“How about you try something with me instead…”

Dante surprised her as without warning he suddenly stood up from his chair and began dragging it around to be positioned right beside her.

As he sat back down again, Alexa realised just how close he was to her now and uncontrollable waves of heat began to pool between her legs.

She quickly crossed them together as she spoke nervously.

“Um, what are you doing?”

“Shhh…” he soothed with his smooth and seductive tone.

“Just try to relax. You will also need to close your eyes for this to properly work.”

Alexa frowned, seemingly unconvinced as she watched him with great caution for a moment.

He was extremely close to her now and she had no idea of his true intentions. True, she wasn’t exactly drunk, or even massively tipsy, but fear of the unknown had taken her over and the two of them were all alone in here.

Could she trust this man? This dangerously attractive man who seemed so mysterious.

“I don’t know…” she spoke softly, admitting her obvious hesitance.

He leaned forward, capturing her eyes with his as he spoke with a strangely comforting tone to his voice.

One that somehow made everyone else in the entire world suddenly disappear from her mind entirely.

“Just close your eyes…” he instructed softly, “You can trust me, Alexa.”

Oh, how she wanted to trust this man… this marvellous man who held her at his every whim. But could she fully submit herself to him?

Could she allow Dante Romano the full control he apparently desired from her?

‘Calm down Alexa, you’re overthinking this!’ she quickly thought to herself.

With one last nervous glance, she closed her eyes as instructed.

As soon as she had, all her other senses were strangely heightened and she sat in awkward silence, awaiting whatever it was he had planned for her.

Dante in the meantime sat there, watching her body with possessive eyes.

The way she swallowed whenever she got nervous.

The way her hands were both politely clasped together and resting on her lap.

The length of her lashes and the ruby red lipstick painted across her full pouted lips.

How he wanted to claim those supple lips with his own.

But that would have to wait.

As he spoke next, his voice was softer. He still held obvious dominance over her, but he appeared to take things slow.

“Now, I want you to try and think, Alexa. Think of the kinds of things that turn you on. Is it a smell, a taste, a sound? Perhaps a particular type of music that does it for you? What do you like from your men? Dominance… or perhaps obedience?”

Opening her mouth, she found herself replying honestly almost immediately, which surprised her.

“I like a man who knows what he wants... in the bedroom. A man who’s in control…” she found herself admitting to him.

“A man who gives me what I need.”

“You prefer a dominant partner… go on…” he urged with a grin.

“What about the other senses, Alexa? Sound, taste… smell?”

With her eyes still closed, she thought long and hard about what she would say next, but her mouth betrayed her and spoke without first thinking it through.

“Club music, you know the ones with lots of bass in them that rumble… and um, candlelight, smooth, fresh sheets, a woodsy muscular scent, a fine wine… and of course anything chocolate.”

“Mmmm… that does sound enticing.” Dante mused.

Grinning, he glanced down and noticed his massive c**k was now at full attention, barely restrained by the confinement of his silken boxers and black dress pants.

Casually crossing his leg over the other, he fought to somehow hide it from obvious view.

He was enjoying having this power over her. But also the fact that she was playing along with his game so willingly.

Anyone else may have simply gotten up and run off at such a strange request.

But not her…

She opened her eyes and blinked a couple of times, the flesh of both her cheeks were now tinged in a shade of red.

“There, I did it…” she spoke with embarrassment, “Happy?”

His grin widened before he replied.

“Very.”

The remainder of their dinner was rather sedate, with the usual small talk and some mention of the position she had been offered.

If she accepted, she would become his Personal Assistant on a full-time basis.

The job would be on-call and he may need to request her at anytime he required. Dante made it clear that he could call her in the middle of the night, and she would need to be available right away.

But it also came with the obvious perks mentioned by Gary earlier on that day in her office, such as the six figured salary, not to mention all paid accommodation and travels, spending money, a wardrobe account of her own and many other exciting benefits.

She would get to travel all over the world and see different places she had only ever dreamed about seeing. Including Venice, Italy; his home city.

Strangely enough, it all sounded too good to be true.

Alexa wasn’t used to getting her way with anything or anyone in the past and she felt uncertain as to whether such a dream job would even be possible in this day and age.

Deciding she needed to speak with her most trusted advisor on the matter, Alexa politely excused herself and escaped to the restroom to make a quick emergency call.

Seated on the closed toilet seat in one of the immaculate stalls of the women’s restroom, Alexa quickly pressed the ‘call’ button for her friend Willow and held the phone up against her ear.

She bit her bottom lip as she waited patiently through only a single ring before Willow answered.

“Um, why are you calling me? Aren’t you out to dinner with Mr. handsome billionaire Romano?” Willow joked.

“This is important, Will. I need your valuable input like right now!” Alexa explained.

“Sure thing. What’s up?”

“Ok, so he offered me the job like he said, but honestly I’m kinda freaking out here. I mean, it all sounds too good to be true.”

Willow seemed confused as she spoke.

“What are you talking about? What did he say, exactly?”

“Oh, you know, the usual. The job would require me to be on-call twenty-four-seven, I’d be working closely with him, traveling the world-”

Willow cut in.

“-Yeah, I’d be really worried about an offer like that too.” she taunted sarcastically.

“Well wait until you hear some of the perks that come with it…”

Alexa went on to list some of them and within a matter of less than a minute Willow was shouting down the other end of the line at her for being such a complete i***t.

“Are you f*****g kidding me right now Alexa! You’re being offered any girl’s dream job and you’re worried that it sounds too good? I swear, I’m gonna drive down to wherever you are right now and-”

Alexa cut in instinctively.

“-Then there’s that too. He took me to bloody Il Luogo for dinner tonight! Of all places.”

Willow’s end of the line suddenly went dead silent before she finally replied.

Her voice was merely a whisper as she spoke a single word.

“What?”