Mafia Lord's Prized Possession

MLPP2: Winner

Yuri POV

“Lord, parating na po ang premyo sa boxing match.”

It is Jordan, my butler. He has served me since I was still a child. His father, Jeorge, was my father’s butler, too. We are in the basement of the showroom of RM Motors. The showroom that’s one of my front. Romanov Enterprises which is one of the most successful Russian car dealerships in the Philippines.

“Let her wait in the waiting room.” I waved my hand and dismissed him but he reached for his tablet and showed me something. A woman wearing a white silk nighties is sleeping in the bed. Her mouth is open and the rise and fall of her not so huge breast is evident.

I smirk as I remember how Larkin Balagtas scammed me. I won the car race last week and yet, he took away the prize. A Brazilian model whom I’ve been eyeing to sleep with for the past few months. Afterwards, he really thought he could get away from me, just by running away. I, Yuri Romanov, won't take s**t especially from scumbags.

“Are you sure that the girl is Larkin’s sister?” I asked. Larkin and the girl don’t have any resemblance.

“Oo naman, Sir. Pina imbestigahan kaagad namin si Larkin pagkatapos ka niyang lokohin, Lord. Syempre pa, inalam namin ang kahinaan niya. Mayaman sila pero hindi naman siya pinapansin ng kanyang mga magulang. Tanging ang kanyang bunsong kapatid ang kanyang pinupuntahan sa apartment nito. Gaganahan na kayong manalo mamaya sa boxing match ninyo. Pina-check ko na sa doktor yan, intact pa.” Jordan grinned.

I clenched my jaw. So, I have more reason to win. Virgins are a rarity in women, at this time and age. It’s been ages since I tasted a virgin. It was five, ten years ago? I can’t recall the last time I had a satisfying release.

“Ilang pakete ng condom ba ang ihahanda ko, Lord Yuri?” Jordan asked again.

“Ulol!” I cursed him in Tagalog. I am Russian-Filipino and my mom sees to it that I learn the language. Though at times, I prefer to use English and Russian especially when dealing with clients. I picked the shirt I wore and tossed it to his face. He catches it and his laugh vibrates in the entirety of the huge basement.

“She is a virgin right? Why would I dare use a rubber when I’ll have the best sensation?” I closed my eyes after saying those words and imagined the woman in bed writhing in ecstasy everytime I thrust.

“Bossing, pag-igihan ninyo! Magaling din si Black Stallion,” Jordan reminded me.

“Jordan, you trippin' me?!” I smiled at him. He raised his hands and shook his head. Silver bear is my moniker in underground fighting. I have conquered the underground fighting. It has become my pastime whenever I feel bored. And women have always been the prize.

I used to fancy martial arts as a kid. I started doing taekwondo. Next thing I know, I was into Judo, and Papa Igor was my trainor. And as years passed, I’m into all sorts of sports; Jiu Jitsu, grappling, and boxing.

I entered the dressing room and changed into my boxing outfit. Jordan entered and wrapped my hands with gauze soon and put my boxing gloves on. As I see my reflection from the mirror, I can hear the crowd gathering. The footsteps are approaching and I know that spectators are now in. Ten o’clock, that’s what the wall clock indicated. I could have chosen not to fight tonight. But, f**k Larkin Balagtas! I am going to screw his virgin sister, and we are even. No one crosses Yuri Romanov and gets away with it! Ever!

“Nandyan na po si Black Stallion. Hali na po kayo,” Jordan informed me.

So, I left the dressing room. The crowd hushed as I passed through them. My eyes roamed around the area, seeking for the prize. She is blindfolded, wearing almost nothing but a silk nightie and her shoes. Her mouth is open while her hands are bound by handcuffs. She is standing on a platform and the overhead light is on.

My prize. I will make sure I will win tonight. And I bow to make her submit to me.

The eerie silence is deafening as Black Stallion enters. I stood and walked just right in front of him. We are almost the same height, both around 6’2. He is a bit muscular, while I am lean. He is wearing a black boxing shorts and topless. A man from his team is carrying an insignia with black stallion on it. I smirked and we stared at each other while our foreheads were like horns. Like anytime we are going to push each other.

No words. Just stares as if we want to punch daggers. The crowd is betting. I am the underdog. Black Stallion is quite popular. Well, let’s see.

The boxing match is bound for three rounds. Whoever knocks out the opponent wins. There is no microphone but there is a referee. We came to the center of the room and stared at each other. Black Stallion is smiling, almost dropping his mouth guard. He spat some curse but I just watched every movement of his lips.

“Black Stallion! Black Stallion!” His minions cheered. I saw how the big time stakes were laid on the table, mostly in favor of Black Stallion. I don’t care about money, as the pot money I will win will be divided amongst my men. I took a final glance towards the prize, the bonus prize I am looking forward to. She seems frantic and distracted by the noise as she wriggles.

First round is on. He hurriedly threw some Jab-cross combination, targeting my nose. I manage to dodge his attacks. I am testing his footworks and the minute I saw an opening in his defense, I threw an uppercut and it landed on his chin.

I heard the thud as his body laid flat in the room. The crowd who’s his name suddenly went silent. The referee rushed into his side and counted up to ten.

“Silver Bear wins!’ The referee declared me as the winner. The spectators were disgusted by the results, that he didn’t even endure a minute in the ring. I smirked at them as I looked them in the eyes. I need not prove myself. I just signalled to Jordan to retrieve the prize money and give it to some of my men for equal distribution later.

Jordan came near me and removed my boxing gloves and the gauze I used to wrap my fist. Shook my hands and flexed them afterwards. I opened my palm, Jordan handed me the keys to the handcuffs and unchained my prize.

“You are mine, pumpkin. I will claim you, tonight.” I whispered in her ear. I bit her earlobe as I removed her blindfold. I can feel her shivers as I ran my fingers at the side of her waist up to her breast. I cupped her gorgeous mounds as she stiffed with my gentle caress.

“Maawa na po kayo sa akin. Wala po akong pera, pakawalan na ninyo ako.” Those were the first words she uttered after her release. She kneels before me and looks me in the eyes. Those eyes are so pure yet so sensual. She never know how I am so aroused by just a mere sign of her young body.

“Well, tonight is my lucky night. You should be honored to offer yourself to me.”