The Mafioso's Wrath

CHAP 6

It was already dark outside, and I was busy staring at the glass in my hand that only had whiskey in it. My jaw tensed again and again as I recalled my conversation with Irrah. Anger filled my chest, but I tried to calm down. I can't feed my emotions. I still need her, so I can't kill her yet.

Wait until I get the crest; I'll bury you six feet under the ground.

I shook my head and heaved a deep breath. I was about to sip of the glass when the door in my office room slowly opened. My teeth gritted when Irrah showed herself. She was eyeing me sternly as she made her way inside. Without emotion, I dropped the glass I was holding on the table in front of me and lazily leaned my back on the swivel chair.

"So, have you made up your mind?" I asked coldly when she's finally in front of me.

I saw how her throat moved slowly as she averted her gaze for a short time. "I came here to make a deal."

"A deal," I repeated and scoffed. "Do you think you have a right to strike a deal with me?"

She hesitated before responding, then mustered up the courage to meet my gaze. Her eyes bore into mine, revealing a mix of nerves and unwavering determination. As she moistened her lower lip, I found myself instinctively tightening my fist.

What is she scheming this time?

My jaw tensed as she wordlessly slid her hand along the strap of her nightdress, which then slipped down to her waist, revealing her bare chest to my gaze. She wasn't wearing anything underneath.

I bet she's not wearing anything down there either.

I didn't stop her, not because I liked what she was doing, but because I wanted to see how far she would go to deceive me. Like a beast waiting for its prey, I watched her darkly as she slowly went in my direction. Without breaking eye contact with me, she rattled the scattered papers on my table, and even the glass I had been holding earlier fell to the ground and broke. We both had no interest in it. She pushed my swivel chair just a little to create a space between us, then climbed the table. She sat there sensually.

I smirked. "Do you think doing this can save you?"

She swallowed again and looked at me bolder. "I know I can't change your mind," she said slowly.

"Then why are you wasting your time on this fvcking useless thing?" I raised an eyebrow.

"To reconcile," she answered, slowly spreading her legs. "To ask for a little time to decide..." she added.

"So..." I said, looking at her nakedness. "You're doing this to buy time?" I clarified and let out a mocking laugh.

She nodded slowly, prompting a deeper bout of laughter from me. Rising from my seat, I executed a slight bow. I locked her within my arms, placing both hands on the table. Maintaining silence, I extended one hand toward her shoulder and delicately traced my finger over it. Despite her repeated attempts to swallow nervously and evade my gaze, I sensed her hair prickling in response to my actions.

"Irrah, I abducted and locked you here not to fvck with you," I said, moving my hand to her neck. "I brought you here because I need the crest," I continued, slowly grasping a hold of her hair at the back and yanking it firmly to force her to look up at me.

"I-I will give it to you," she said, stuttering. "Just give me some time."

I smirked and then eyed her darkly. "Why don't you just give it to me right now?"

"You will kill me . . . I know you will not hesitate to kill me when you get what you need," she said, and her eyes softened as she met mine. "I'm not asking for too much, just a little time in exchange for my body."

My jaw clenched; later, I smirked again and then released her. "I can fvck with anyone with just a snap of my finger. Do you think your body is worth a lot in exchange for the time you demand?" I said mockingly and went back to my seat.

She subtly tightened her thighs, seemingly indicating a hint of embarrassment or disappointment over my lack of response to her seduction.

"I will do everything. I can serve you better than those girls you can get everywhere. Even if we do that every day or every now and then, I won't complain," she said, still trying to strike a deal with me.

"Even if I whip you, restrain you in bed, and use some s*x toys on you?" I challenged devilishly.

For the nth time, she swallowed hard. "Y-Yes . . ."

"Are you sure of your decision?" My side lip rose because I knew she was having a second thought.

She looked straight at me. "Yes," she answered, this time it's clearer and firmer.

I rose gradually and moved back towards her. Bringing my mouth to her ear, my hand trailed along her thigh, sensing her breath quicken as she tightly gripped the hem of my shirt.

"Go fvck yourself," I uttered with a cold whisper against her ear.

Stepping back slightly, enough to meet her gaze, I revealed the anger escaping from within. Pulling a handkerchief from my pocket, I placed it at her side, prompting a puzzled look on her face.

"You want me to play with you?" I wet my bottom lip and grinned. "Then prove it. Prove that you can serve me well," I continued.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked, a little bit nervous.

"You heard me; I want you to fvck yourself." I tapped my fingers on the handkerchief.

"You want me to finger-fvck myself?" she clarified.

"Then do you want me to call some guards to fvck you?" I stared at her.

She shook her head. "I don't like them. I don't want them . . . just you."

I secretly balled my fist and turned my back against her. "I want that drenched in your c*m when I come back. Maybe then I can spare you the time that you want."

As I turned to walk away, I felt her hold my arm. She glanced around the room's corner before focusing on me. She bit her lower lip.

"Can you... can you touch me first?" she asked in a low tone.

My jaw clenched. "I told you, fvck yourself."

"I will do that; just... touch me first so I can imprint it in my mind," she said, meeting my eyes. "Please—"

I cut her off by pushing her. Without any emotion, I parted her legs and caressed her c******l area with my thumb. Her mouth parted instantly, and a groan escaped from it when I harshly inserted two of my fingers inside her hole. Her hands were shaking tightly, holding my arm. I thrust my fingers deeply, even though I could feel her hurting from it.

"Fvck yourself like this," I said coldheartedly before taking them away from her.

Despite her trembling legs, I ignored her, completely turning my back and leaving before she could even meet my gaze.

Fvck your game, Irrah.