I Will Destroy You Billionairess

First Things First

Cain Mahin

My laughter fills up the street as I see her dark hair bobbing and fading into the distance. Damn she can run. The taste of her lips is still heavy on my mouth and the feel of her has adrenaline pumping through me. It was f*****g worth it. Heaven she smelled good. The partition before me comes down and a deep roaring laughter joins mine.

“ f*****g hell Cain! She ran like she saw the devil.” Zac puts in joining me in laughter and I slam the door shut.

“ She definitely is gonna see the f*****g devil if she doesn’t give me my house back. ” I spit.

I pull a cigarette from my pocket and put it in between my lips as I flick the lighter on, the reflection of it dancing in the window. The drag is delicious and I breathe out a heavy pile of smoke aimed at the back of Zac’s head. My focus is on the dark ink of the tiger tattoo that wraps around his neck as he maneuvers the van off the street.

“ What the f**k did you do to her?!”

I smile cruelly as I remember the feel of her in my lap, the way she gave in.

“ What she wanted to do despite her goody two shoes act. If I had gotten two more minutes with her I would have f****d her ass into oblivion around here.” I ease my head back and relax in the seat puffing away.

“ I wish you did for the both of us. That would be a nice f*****g story to tell during games night.” Zac pumps up the AC as the car slows down to a cruise in the traffic that was getting way too heavy.

“ Now how you gonna scare her off like that when she has your house?” he asks, rubbing his jaw.

“ No worries Zac. I always get what I want.” I replied confidently, still not feeling myself calm down after each drag.

My brows pull tight as I cruelly think of all the things I’m going to have done to her if she doesn’t give me my family home back. I’d read up all about her. You have to know what you’re going up against. Plastered on front pages, I didn’t care for her. What I did care for was the house she f*****g bought from right under me. I had people keeping a close eye on it but business got busy and that’s how this rich b***h now got my house. If it wasn’t so damn sentimental to me I’d burn it all down so no one could have it.

“ So what exactly did she say about the house?” Zac inquires, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“ Aint you a nosy bastard?” I chastise him.

Zac throws his arm up in surrender as we near the stoplight, slowing down to a stop.

“ I should have known you were going to f*****g drag this out ” he growls in disappointment, tapping the steering wheel and I relent.

“ She said there was no way in hell she was going to sell me the house. My house? Can you believe this? I'm going to make her pay.”

“ And instead you gave her a kiss?”

“ All part of the plan.” I confirmed to him and he gave me a suspicious look.

“ What's her name again seems she got some back bone to her.I mean the newspapers say she aint all looks but she got a lion's personality. Do we threaten her? She got a little fat sister we could hold til she gives in.”

Cain shook his head.

“ Nah leave her be. It’s too risky.”

“ Okay. It's your call.” came the deep reply.

He wasn’t exactly the most legal man in the city and though he had unlimited and higher up connections, it made no use to gain the house and end up having to fight a battle with people who had power unless he needed to and run the risk of losing his business. He was smart and he'd reached too far to f**k it up. He didn't have to do all of that to get his house back. Think smarter, not harder.

“ I think she likes you but then again they all do. I know when women give that little look. You know that little underhand shit.”

Which is why he’d grope her up in the car. She looked good and he wanted to do unthinkable things to her. The fact that she was so defiant was also a tease and he was hard because of it. Women tended to be more compliant with him but she was different.

He blew out a thick puff of smoke and leaned forward. Zac's green eyes was looking in the overhead mirror at him.

“ So what's the plan genius?”

“ I’m going to ask her out, pull her in and use her to get my house back. There might be other ways I can use her as well.”

“ Bullshit!” he smiled devilishly. “She isn't going to go out with a reputed gangster.”

“ She is.” I say final and Zac nods, letting out a deep breath. I know what that means.

I’ve known Zac since we were teenagers. Sure we had our ups and downs but we had stuck beside each other as best friends for as long as we could remember. We’d built ourselves up whilst making sure to have each other's backs.

Zac also knew I had a calculating side. It was this side that made me New York's top gangster.

“ I pray for her sake she doesn’t agree.” Zac puts in with fake pity.

“ Why the f**k are you pitying her?” I laugh at him as he swerves down the lane towards the back of the club turning off the indicator.

“ Relax C. I meant no offense.” he swings his hand nonchalantly in the air, laughing as he pulls up to the large gates. The guards hurry to open them as we pull in ensuring no one is pulling in behind us.

“ I’m going to double check the distribution and corner and then head home.” he informs me and I nod.

I jump out of the black van, crushing the cigarette under my feet to stare at the top tier state of the art club before me. My car was still parked in the parking lot. I had been in the middle of a business deal when I got the call that she was over the house. Good thing the old people across the road follow instructions well.

I look back at Zac who is looking smugly at me. His heavy set frame leaned over the window, he isn't bad looking with thick brown hair and pale green eyes. We’re both in our thirties but somehow he looks slightly older.

“I still think it would have been better if we kidnap the fat one and then get the place. Hella lot quicker and get it over with.”

“ No kidnapping”, I warn him and he throws his hand in defeat.

“ Alright boss.” he speeds off laughing manically.

The heavy set guard opens the door as I approach and I head through the side tapping the big breasted newbie that just recently joined sitting on a chair talking with the bartender. They both look like they've seen a ghost as they pale visibly and she awkwardly scrambles off the stool.

Her little heels click rapidly behind me as she rushes to keep up. The place is quiet with the low lights glinting off of the shiny surface. It’s not night time yet but most of the girls tend to come early in the afternoon to get ready for the night's show, hang out and to just be.

We reach my office door and I stop and shove Mia through, slamming it shut behind me. She's basic pretty. My eyes scan her black tank top that I can see her n*****s through and a blue neon skirt.

“ What can-”

“ Shut up” I instruct her, forcing her to her knees and pulling my belt buckle. Her eyes light up and she looks over enthused. Soon as I free my length she opens her mouth and I shove it down her warm throat hearing her gag repeatedly as she bobs her head up and down slurping away. She sucks like her life depends on it and I use her blonde ponytail as leverage pulling it tight, thrusting my hips as I feel the build up getting higher.

My balls slap against her face loudly as she receives my angry veined length and I look at her as her face starts to turn red from lack of air. Veins appear on the side of her neck and face. I quickly pull back and she gasps for air.

“ Do your thing” I order her and she nods vigorously and goes to work using both hands. Her cheeks pull in as she suctions hard going up and down. She is making a show and when I feel myself getting there I pull my d**k from her mouth to lift her up slamming her face forward on the table. Mia yelps from the harshness as my fingers work to remove her underwear .

The sound of the condom tearing excites her and she props up her leg for easier access gulping air into her lungs. Before she can catch her breath I slide into her. She gives a little cry whimpering and her knuckles turn white as she grips the table. The table shakes hard under my thrusts and her moaning is loud. She starts crying out hoarse in pleasure from the thrusts, her tittles jiggling and I have to give her props. She isn't half bad. The table shakes as I press her into it, thrusting into her roughly. The sound echoing loudly in the room.

" Oh God!" she screams with her mouth open in shock.

Soon her eyes roll back as she orgasms and I pick up the pace, her cries dying in her throat in little gasps. She's even redder now.

" Oh God! Oh God!" she pleads. She is on the brink of ecstasy and I suddenly empty myself in the condom.

It doesn't take long to put my pants back on as she lays there dazed. It was over now and I half lift and drag her to throw her out as she tries to get herself together, not caring. She tries to stand but her legs aren't working that well. and I gently coerce her out.

I slam the door shut and sit around the desk ready to head back to work. My fingers run through my hair to slick it back and attack all the things I had to stop doing because of that b***h. First things first I need to find out where she is so I can ask her out on a date.