Rhea

One

I let out a low groan watching as the w***e in front of me sucks me off while grabbing a fistful of her hair letting my d**k dig down her throat. Of possible her cores.

“Fuck.”

I said groaning as I went deeper into her throat not caring about the hot tears that ran down her cheeks. I couldn’t care less what she feel nor will I give a single f**k what she thinks of me. When it was time for me to c*m, I came all over her face.

“How was it? Was I able to pleasure you enough?”

She asked with a girl while catching her breath, you could tell that she was a pro. I hissed, getting off the bed to clean myself up. Her smile faded as she looked at me blankly.

“I wasn’t good enough, right?” She said, getting off the bed.

“f**k s**t. Listen. There hasn’t been any woman who has been able to pleasure me to my goddamn satisfaction. Got it?” I said with a frown. “But if you want to know if you did your job well, hell yeah. One of my men standing outside will give you your payment. I also added some extra tips. Now leave.” I said as my voice got cold.

She nodded with a smile, getting dressed up immediately. As she was about to leave, she stopped and turned around.

“Will I be seeing you again?” She asked, causing me to roll my eyes.

“If I ever need you, which I don’t think will ever happen, I’ll talk to your boss instead and not you.” I said with a deadly glare which made her run out.

“Enzo.” I heard my right hand man, Drake, call my name from outside the door.

“Come in,” I said as I lit up my cigarette and watched him walk in and stand in front of me. “Yes.”

“Alex Ivanvo is here to talk to you.”

“How long has he been waiting for?” I asked, jumping up.

“For half an hour.”

“Okay. Take him to my office and let them know that I’ll be there in five minutes.” I said as he nodded and walked out.

Ever since I lost the love of my life to my enemies, I’ve always been this hard, ice, cold, dark hearted person that didn’t care for anyone nor anything in this world. I trust people and they ended up taking the one thing that made me feel anything.

Anyway, Alex and I have been friends. I don’t know if you’ll call us the best of friends, but we’re great business friends. If I give him what he needs and he gives me what I need. I just wonder what he wants.

Finally getting up, I made my way over to my office.

“It’s always good seeing you, Alex, but I have a meeting over at my office. Can we make this quick?”

“Anything for you.” He sighed.

“Okay,” I said, walking over toward my mini bar, grabbing two glasses of whiskey. “I guess I can spare you some of my time.”

“I need protection.” Alex said, immediately.

“Okay,” I said slowly. “You are a powerful mafia who never needed any protection even from all the enemies that you have, but I guess if you need my-“

“It’s not for me, Enzo,” Alex said, standing. “It’s for my daughter. Her boyfriend’s brother forced her to kill someone. She didn’t know what she was getting herself into but the kid that she killed, his father and I worked together for stocks.”

“And now that he knows that your daughter killed him, he wants her dead.” I said, adding everything up together.

“Yes.”

“And who am I protecting your daughter from?”

“Zack Johnson.”

“Please tell me that you’re kidding.” I said, standing.

“You work with him too?” Alex asked, facing me.

“f**k no. He’s my dumb ass of a step father that I wish your daughter killed.”

“If I knew someone that could help me I wouldn’t be here, but you’re the only one that I know who has the greatest protection.”

“I’ll help you,” I said, swallowing my drink in one sip. “But I have to figure something out.”

“Meaning?”

“Zander and my mother are going to stay over here now. I don’t know for what reason but they are. I would have told them “no” but it’s my mother.”

“Marry her.” Alex said, quickly.

“I am not doing that, Alex.”

“Not your mother, dumbass.”

“I knew what you were talking about, Alex,” I said, sitting back down. “I’m saying no because I’m not marrying your daughter.”

“It’ll be a fake marriage.”

“All of New York knows that I’m a f*****g Playboy. The whole f*****g press will be on my f*****g back when they find out that I somehow changed my ways and felled in love again.”

When my enemies came into my home and killed the one thing that I loved, interviewers came to me non-stop asking if I’ll fall in love or marry another woman. I told them no because how in the f*****g world would I ever fall in love again after I lost the love of my life? Then yet again, this is my best business friend that we’re talking about. He’s done everything that I needed. So, I guess I could do this one thing.

“You know what? I’ll do it,” I said, instantly changing my mind. “You’ve done everything I needed, so it’s only right that I do the same for you. I mean, if I was in your position, you’d do the same for me.”

“Always.”

“But here’s the thing though,” I said, standing up, while catching my watch. “I’m already late for a meeting so, just have her come by my office.”

“Will do.” Alex said, shaking my hand.