The Auditor and the Mafia King

Chapter 6

Antonio’s POV

Monday morning comes very fast. The auditor is supposed to be here at 9 am. I wasn’t told who is going to be auditing me, just one of the best IRS auditors they have. Luca will be here at 8 am and has the paperwork for the years requested. This should be a fast and easy process. I decide to workout in my home gym before heading to the office. After sparring with a couple of my soldiers in training and running five miles on the treadmill I shower and dress for the day. I want to look professional but not overly rich or uptight, so I put on a plain black Ralph Lauren suit with a blue dress shirt and tie. This is a suit I usually wear for casual business meetings where I don’t really want to stand out as wealthy. I don’t want the auditor to think I have more money than I show him.

I pull up to the office at 7:45 am and see Luca walking in just in front of me. “Good morning Luca, you ready for the meeting today?”

“Yeah boss, I have all of our financials in here; bank statements, company bookkeeping and payroll information. I’m not sure what other items will need to be looked at, but I can get those fairly quickly. There is nothing we should be worried about. I looked through what I could over the weekend and didn’t see anything of worry,” Luca replied.

“When the auditor gets here, I’d like you to take note of the name and slip out to get a full background started. I want to know everything there is to know; family, friends, work history, school information, relationship status, everything,” I tell Luca.

“Not a problem boss. I was planning on doing so anyways. You know I got your back. We will make sure the audit goes according to our plans. Did you get breakfast this morning? I brought an extra breakfast taco if you didn’t get the chance to eat,” Luca offers.

I took the taco, and we ate in silence as we looked at the financial information on my desk. I wasn’t paying attention to the time when I got a call on my office phone alerting me that the auditor was here, and I told security to escort him up. When the elevator dinged my eyes met the stunning woman I have had the unfortunate pleasure of running into twice already. I could already feel a headache coming on. I know I could have persuaded the type of auditor I thought was coming but knowing this feisty woman I don’t think she can be easily bought. I will find out her weakness though and exploit it for all it’s worth.

“Good morning,” I groaned. “I am Antonio Moretti, CEO of Blackout, and this is my financial manager Luca. It is a pleasure that we meet again, Miss?”

“Charlotte Smith,” she responded with a giant s**t-eating-grin. “I guess we better get used to seeing each other quite frequently Mr. Moretti. I hope that we can keep this audit professional. I can call in extra personnel if necessary, though.”

“That won’t be necessary Ms. Smith. And please call me Antonio. I have the financial statements for the years in review right here. Please let me know if you need additional information.”

“Mr. Moretti I will need access to your accounts, not just a printed copy of your statements. I need to ensure I have every transaction made and not what is just selected to be printed. I have paperwork here for you to sign that gives me authority to contact your banks and get official statements printed directly from them. I also need access to your accounting software so I can review your financial information as well. I will need to be able to see your sales invoices, purchase invoices, general ledgers, tax information, bank statements, working papers and accounting data, all electronic data that you have access to and any documentation that supports any credits you took on your tax returns.”

I looked to Luca and he has written everything down. “I will get that information to you by the end of the day Ms. Smith. How would you like to receive it?” Luca asks.

“Access to any accounts would be the easiest but if you insist then I will need digital copies of all of the information available. You can upload them to this secure server,” Charlotte says as she hands Luca a paper with the information on it. She continues, “Mr. Moretti, I know you think this is going to be over quickly, but I generally take about six months to complete an audit. I may expand the audit to include additional years and I may extend the audit to you personally depending on what I find.”

I keep my face void of any emotions and just nod. She is wearing a red suit; her pencil skirt hugs her ass and hips perfectly and lands just above her knees. Her jacket is tailored to her body and hugs her curves as well. I can see she has a white button up underneath that leaves the smallest view of cleavage. She has her hair in a high ponytail and has a minimal amount of makeup including dark red lipstick. All I can do is imagine grabbing her ponytail and f*****g her mouth with those very red lips. I can feel my pants tightening at the thought of it. I look up at her face and realize I must have missed a question by the look she is giving me. “I’m sorry, I missed what you just said.”

“I asked if you have any more questions? I will need to look at your physical inventory and the building to gather information as well. Can you provide a tour of your business?” She asked.

I smile thinking of some of the rooms we have that I am not sure she could handle even looking at. “Sure, Ms. Smith. I have no additional questions at this time. Do you have your contact details so I can get ahold of you if I do think of anything else?”

“Let me give you and Luca both one of my cards. This is my business cell and I am only available to discuss the audit during my business hours, which are 8 am until 4:30 pm. I take my lunches from 12-12:30pm. You can always leave me a voicemail and I will return it at my earliest convenience,” she says as she hands us each a business card.

“Well, let’s get on with that tour then Ms. Smith. I would love to show you what Blackout has to offer.”

I motion for her to move to the elevator, and she does so. I grin at Luca, and he knows just what kind of tour she has set herself up for. As we get to the main floor I explain to her that this is the main floor of the club and show her the bar and back area where the inventory is all held. I see her take her phone out to take some photos and I grab it from her. “We don’t allow photography in my club.”

“I need to be able to document the inventory I see in person and compare it to your paperwork Mr. Moretti. How can I do that without photos? These will be taken on my government phone and uploaded to your casefile. I cannot send these to any outside number. I do have a contract I had made up with the legal team this morning that has already been signed stating that any photographs or information is to be kept strictly to the casefile and unless you pursue audit reconsideration through tax court, we will keep it strictly with your casefile.” She hands me a document and it is already signed by her and what appears to be her supervisor. I quickly look over it and nod approvingly, signing both copies and retaining one. She then photographs the inventory, and we move on.

“Is this the only way your company makes money? Through the bar and the club floor?” she asks.

“We have special rooms on the next floor that are rented privately,” I state.

“I will need to see those as well and document any inventory in them.”

I motion for her to go back to the elevator and smirk. “If you insist Ms. Smith, I will show you all that Blackout has to offer.”

She looks at me with questioning eyes but proceeds to get into the elevator with me. We head to the second floor. Since construction hasn’t started yet everything is in place as normal. I show her the VIP rooms first, they just contain seating and tables. Then we get to the private suites and I can see her expression change to one that is intrigued. She takes photos since these suites have private fully stocked mini bars. They also have four poster beds and a fully stocked bathroom. Next, we move onto the dungeon rooms. I am looking forward to seeing her face when she steps into one of these rooms.

“Well Mr. Moretti I must say, this is the first time in an audit that I have found myself having to inventory such unique items,” she says with a blush as we step into one of the dungeons. Her tone is soft and even, her eyes wide with awe. I swear I could see the excitement in her eyes for just a split second. I lean close to her, sniffing her neck as I quietly say, “I could show you how the inventory is put to use if you’d like Ms. Smith.” I can see the goosebumps on her skin and the shiver that runs up her spine and I swear I heard the faintest moan.

“I keep my audits professional Mr. Moretti,” she responds breathily. I smile knowing that her panties are probably soaked and lead her back out to the hallway. “Are there any other rooms I need to see?” she asks.

“These two floors are what all of my nightclubs are like. They have identical designs and inventory. The floors above these are for offices. You’ve seen all I have to offer for now and if you’d like, I can provide you with another tour of my second floor at any time. I’d love to personally give you that lesson I owe you in one of my dungeon rooms,” I tell her with a seductive smile.

“That won’t be necessary Mr. Moretti, I told you previously, your lessons don’t interest me.” She rolls her eyes as she says this.

“Ms. Smith, I just want to warn you that I take discipline very seriously. I will provide you with a warning, one warning. Eye rolling is disrespectful and if you do it again, I won’t hesitate to take you over my knee and spank you until you learn how to respect me.”

Her face flushes and she squeezes her thighs together. Instead of allowing her time to respond, I walk into the elevator and push the fourth-floor button. “Are you coming Ms. Smith, or did you decide you’d like that lesson now?” She hurries into the elevator, and I watch as her chest heaves and her face flushes even deeper red. I can smell the arousal from her, and it smells heavenly. I know by the end of this audit she will be begging for me to f**k her over and over and I can’t wait to see her begging on her knees.