Swift Attraction

Chapter Three

*MARCUS*

I know that I have had bad s*x in the past, but this very experience was amongst those topping the chart.

When I say bad s*x, I mean it in a bad way. This was amongst one of my least enjoyed s*x experiences. I stared at the lady who was lying next to me. Her face was full of sweat and she seemed exhausted. I know too well that I wore her out. I f****d her real good but I still didn't have a good time while doing it.

I smirked as I looked at her. My mind was clouded with thoughts throughout the entire s*x ride. This is my major reason for not enjoying my time with her. For a moment there, I forgot that I was even having s*x with a person. I was jolted back to reality when I was drawn close to orgasm.

The lady laying beside me couldn't help but fall unconscious as soon as she came. I stared at her frowning slightly when I couldn't come up with a name. s**t, I don't even remember her name!! Not because I didn't ask her but because I was too deep in thoughts to even remember a word we said before we began having s*x. Yeah my head was f****d up to that extent.

Some rival gangs were getting on my nerves and some persons just refuse to pay up their debt that they owe me and my enterprise. To crown it up was the thought of the dark skinned girl that has been on my mind since the very first day I saw her. My mind was totally f****d up by the thought of this girl.

Dark skinned, brown eyes, crazy body figure, well braided hair to compliment her beauty and a short green gown were what she had on the very first day I saw her.

Her name “Lucy” kept resounding in my head. The way her name falls on my lips makes me want to say it the entire day.

On that very first day that I encountered her beauty, I and a few of my boys had gone to pay a last prayer visit to a dude who was acting gangster and refusing to pay up the debt he owed me. Even after series of warning, he continued to pay deaf ears to our warnings. Now things had to be done the hard way which happens to be my favourite way. I would have loved to kill him but he owed me a great deal of debt so I found it difficult to allow him just die without paying his debt either in cash, kind or even both. I intended to give him the fear of death. So I planned on giving him a beating of his life. But I still was ready for the worst. Which was him dying in the process.

Not as though the debt was going to do much to my bank account. I just had to make word go around in the streets that nobody messes with Marco (as I am popularly referred to) and gets away with it.

Yea, I am one who is intoxicated with power. I have worked really hard to get to where I am now and I am not willing nor ready to allow one bastard ruin my reputation.

The plan was to move in and meet with him when nobody was around to avoid unnecessary havoc. I didn't want to let people know about our business and I was also trying to be wise enough to avoid any evidence being traced back to me. Even though everyone may know that I did it, I tried to ensure that no evidence was traced back to me.

We parked in the front of the bar that was right across the man's fashion shop. We had to wait for all his customers to exit his shop before we moved in. I didn't have the patience of waiting till night fall before we embarked on our quest so we made it a day time operation. At the slightest opportunity we got, I and three of my boys who had followed me rushed out of the car right after I gave my signal. We brought our hoodies down to avoid being spotted by any camera and also had our faces partially masked from our nose downwards. As we stepped in, Nate who is one of my gang members that went with me for the operation flipped the open sign making it now show closed.

As soon as we all got in, a few of my boys started tearing the whole place apart. This drew the attention of our guy to where we were. On seeing us, he froze in fear. I believe that one of the thoughts that was going through his mind at that moment was the thought of wanting to run. And he made it evident when he tried to flee the scene. Unfortunately for him, his feet were not quick enough as he they gave in on him when he attempted to run and made him slip. He attempted to make a run from the ground but was stopped by punches and kicks from my boys. I ordered them to stop and brought out my loaded gun. I began to wave it in his face and watch his reaction. I could see the feeling of fear in his eyes. I took of my hoodie and brought down my mask to make my face fully visible. On seeing my face, it seemed like his confidence level came up a bit. I was shocked to see a light smile on his face when he saw my face.

“Thank God it's you” he said. “Please tell your men to stop beating me; I have done nothing wrong I swear” he added with one of his hands up.

“Where is my money?” I screamed while simultaneously giving him a punch. “What money?” He cried out with blood now running down his mouth.