The mafia boss' wife

Chapter3

Matteo

We usually use the Scarlett lounge for our business but my best friend Frankie, had asked if we could go to the Twilight lounge tonight. I agreed, and we managed to grab a private room. The manager, Alice, I think she was called, was all too willing to accommodate. They usually are, you basically see dollar signs in their eyes the minute they know who we are they will generally bend over backwards for us. It's usually mostly out of fear but we all know the money and protection that comes with doing business with me usually outweighs any potential danger they know they will likely be in.

We meet up with the 6 guys we're here to do business with and make our way into the club, as we reach the VIP floor it goes quiet. This isn't unusual, we're all massive. Not one of us is under 6 foot 5 in height and it usually turns quite a few heads, people will usually think we're basketball players so they strain to see if they have the opportunity to get a picture with a famous star. Or worse, they know who we really are. As our waitress introduces herself and begins leading us towards the private room at the back of the VIP room I notice two things. First is that little bastard Cole, he f****d with Frankies sister, got her pregnant and refused to marry her. Frankie is still deciding whether we should handle the prick or make him step up, I'm leaving the choice to him but if it was me the guy would have been dealt with the minute he walked out. The second, is a small, tanned, brown haired little beauty. I realize I'm smiling at her before I have a chance to try and stop myself and I look away as smoothly as I can, but I find my heartbeat picking up a little, a small weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Maybe even a twitch of my c**k as my eyes fall onto her arse. s**t, I don't get feelings like this. I can't my world is too dangerous and getting too close to someone is just opening myself up to risk.

We walk into the room with the waitress whose name I've forgotten and the meeting begins. We spend an hour trying to begin the actual talks, the problem is no one really likes each other and it's making it impossible for us to get passed comparing d**k sizes and have an actual conversation. I look out of the window in the room every so often to catch a glimpse of the tanned beauty serving the group of what looks like bankers outside. The younger ones are being d***s but so far the guys on the table she's been serving seem to be treating her with respect. At one point, she makes eye contact as she walks past and something inside me comes alight, this is a problem. A real f*****g problem. I need to move to face my back to the window, get this f*****g deal done and get the f**k out of here before I do something stupid. Unfortunately, the Marcellos are being just about as difficult as they can be. Peace pact my arse. The hostility coming from them right now has my gut telling me something isn't right and s**t is about to go down at any moment. I look at Frankie, Nicky, Gio, Luca and my brother Tommy and give them that look, the look they know so well. The look that means get ready to fight.

I see Gio stand up and move to put his back on the wall facing me, that's two sides covered and I know Frankie & Nicky will move into position on the other two walls at some point, ensuring not to raise suspicions but to make sure we have our bases covered. Tommy and Luca will be ready in the middle if anything does decide to kick off. We're a unit, the 6 of us. We've been close as brothers since school, all but Luca. He joined our family a little later but outside of these four he is next in line on the list of people I trust with my life. The men begin to calm down a little, I'm not sure if they've realized that we know their game or if they have just decided that it's a stupid idea to try taking us one on one but the either way the conversation begins to flow a little better and we seem to finally be making headway. I switch places with Gio, so I have a clear view of the window and after a couple of minutes I realize the girl is gone. I wonder if she's finished her shift or if it's now her break time. We manage half an hour of what could almost pass as civilized conversation and being to make plans on how we move forward, together, united. Bullshit. I still don't trust a word coming out of any of these Marcello scums mouth, but I have to be political so I play along.

As soon as she comes into view at the top of the stairs, I notice her. She has my full attention as she goes over to the bar to pick up her tray and stops to talk to that prick Cole. He touches her hand and I feel anger rise inside me, anger for him touching a girl I don't even know. What the f**k is wrong with me? It must be to do with what he has done to Frankie's sister I reason with myself. While not taking my eyes of the stunning beauty making her way to the table of bankers again. Our waitress comes back in with another bottle of scotch for us and some fresh glasses and I see Gio whisper something to her. She nods and I'm pretty sure I know what's about to happen and while she has clearly agreed I don't think she's quite ready for exactly what he has planned for her. He bends her over the table in one swift move and has her shorts and knickers at her ankles before she even has time to process what the f**k is going on. I see the realization hit her as he slams into her. Poor girl clearly didn't bank on him doing it right here, in front of everyone. I continue the conversation with Giovanni Marcello as I watch each of the remaining 10 men take turns f*****g this girl. She's done well, there isn't many who are happy to be used in this way, by all of them. I shake my head as I know full well the boys will want to come back here for her. As we finish up the negotiations Giovanni asks the waitress who is now full of 10 mens c*m to bring him a fresh girl so he can have his fun, she looks at me. I nod "another for me too, preferably not one dripping from their last session" I say. She goes red as she nods and leaves.

I watch her, praying she goes for the girl I have my eyes on but she doesn't she grabs 2 different girls and brings them in. We f**k them both individually, at the same time and it sort of becomes a contest as to who can make them scream the loudest, I of course win and when we're done we send them out. I remove the condom and wrap it a bag, putting it safely in my pocket.