The Mafia Boss's s*x Maid

Chapter 19: Stefan

Marcus, Stefan's second in command was sitting in the booth watching the beautiful scenery in front of him- dam this job had some perks he thought as the dancer in front of him walked off stage and sat enticingly on his lap and started to seductively knead her breasts in front of his face.

" Here you go doll." He said winking as he slipped a £100 note into her G-string and winked.

" Thank you sugar." She purred in reply as she grinded her hips against his hard c**k making him groan and licked her painted red lips seductively. 

" How much do you charge for ...extra hospitality?" Marcus asked as his hand groped the dancer arse.

" It depends on how hospitable you want me to be ... what are you looking for baby?" She cooed as she flipped her vibrant red hair and rubbed the outline of his c**k through his trousers.

" Oh, doll... I want..." Marcus's lewd reply was interrupted by his phone ringing and when he saw the caller ID he shooed the topless dancer off his knee and she obediently walked back on stage swaying her hips as she went.

" Bad timing as always Jamie what can I do for you?" Marcus asked his enforcer.

 "You're sure? That dumb f**k stealing from us! I will go tell Stefan, he's in a bad mood already today I hope he doesn't take it out on my good looking face I have a hot date tonight with that woman I have been chasing for months no, the brunette nurse... no just follow the bastard make sure he doesn't do a runner I will call you back with Stefan's instructions after I told him... wish me luck." Marcus downed the glass of whiskey on the table next to him and adjusting his erection he stood up and reluctantly made his way to his Boss's office in the back, giving the dancer on stage one last lustful look before doing so.

" I said not to f*****g disturb me, what the f**k do you want ?!" Stefan bellowed in response to the knock at his door. 

" Boss ...?" Marcus said carefully as he walked into the office.

" Oh it's you, I thought it was one of the dancers...again, what can I do for you Marcus,"  Stefan asked as he poured himself and his friend a glass of expensive whiskey and handed a glass to Marcus before sitting and gesturing for him to do the same.

" Thanks, Boss, Erm I have a business issue to report," Marcus replied downing his drink and waiting anxiously for his Boss's reply.

" What kind of issue exactly cut the small talk get to the point," Stefan growled.

" Well Boss the accountants were doing an audit and they discovered we were £120,000 down in profits in the drug sector. £40,000 of that is accounted for because of police confiscation and two of our low-level  dealers  being arrested as you know..." Marcus started to inform his Boss.

" And the £80,000 where the f**k did that go ?" Stefan asked angrily. It was pennies really to him since he was a billionaire but still, the fact that some moron was careless enough to lose a single £1 of his money was a disrespect he could not in his line of business allow to go unpunished.

" Well Boss the accountants informed their supervisor and Jamie did an investigation and he found the man responsible, Jamie hasn't moved yet he assumed you would want to punish the thief yourself so he hasn't done any damage yet and he's waiting on your call," Marcus said keeping his eyes downcast as he spoke afraid of Stefan's reaction. 

" What's the bastard who stole from me name ?" Stefan growled.

" It's Jason Thompson, he's is your top dealer in the North-side, sorry was." 

" Jason... " Stefan spitted out the traitor's name.  " Call Jamie to tell him I want an address in the next twenty minutes and get my driver on stand by. Jamie's right I will deal with the thief personally when we pay him a visit tonight."  Stefan demanded dismissing Marcus who left briskly to do his Boss's bidding.

Jason leaned against the wall as his vision blurred.

He had been drinking heavier than usual recently since it was coming up to the tenth anniversary of his mother's diagnoses. He wished he knew then that his mother would die three years later and he wished his younger self was a better son like his mother deserved. He wished he didn't like such a self-centered brat when she told him and he wished he got his s**t together then like he did when she told them a few years later that the cancer was back and terminal - he couldn't stop her getting sick or dying but he could have changed his behavior and given his mum a few years of happy memories rather than months and that he regretted. 

He also regretted not being able to stay on the right path and being strong enough not to fall off the wagon and breaking the promise he kept to his dying mother - to take care of his sister. A sister who ran away a year ago no doubt because she was sick of having him treat her badly and thought she could make a better life for herself elsewhere without him- not that he blamed her. He was a complete loser and a waste of space, alcoholic middle-aged drug dealer with no skills, qualifications, or accomplishments to his name, who would be proud to have him as a brother?  He had been though for the past year been skimming money from the Mafia drug sales he made and although he would still be an unskilled and unqualified alcoholic at least he would be a rich one and a powerful one too as money bought power and no one would notice a few hundred going missing here or there, he thought. 

However, as Jason began to stagger home from the bar he was completely unaware that his sticky-fingered scheme had been found out and his Boss was waiting on him to deliver retribution. 

" f**k!" Jason shouted as he dropped his keys and bent down in his drunk state to pick them up.

After a few minutes of trying to fit the key in the lock- which was hard in his state, he finally succeeded and fell in the front door landing in the pile of unopened mail by the door. He stood up and on shaky legs, he staggered over to the fridge looking for some food to line his stomach but slammed it shut in anger, ever since his sister had left him the fridge was always empty, his clothes always unwashed and the house was like a squatters den as the floor were covered in beer cans, takeaway boxes and general rubbish. He sighed it was time to face facts his sister where ever she was clearly wasn't coming home any time soon, so he decided he would use some of his money to hire a maid and someone to do the shopping for him after all he had the money for it but first, he would order dinner for tonight.

After managing to order dinner for himself he slowly made his way to the lounge but as he entered the lounge the sight in front of him was so terrifying it sobered him up instantly.

" Hello Jason, please have a seat we have business to discuss." Stefan Marconi said sitting comfortably in the only clean space in the lounge indicating for Jason to sit opposite him.

Jason starred at the feared mob Boss in shock unable to move.

" I SAID SIT THE f**k DOWN ! I am pissed already so I suggest unless you want me to cut off your legs right now YOU f*****g MOVE!" Stefan said in a tone mixed with anger and raw power and the threat was enough to snap Jason out of his shock and he quickly complied.

" It's a shame your loyalty isn't as strong as your instincts for self-preservation, but never mind I am here to address that issue," Stefan said as he looked around the state of the house and then the poor excuse for a man cowering in front of him in disgust. " I take it you know why I am paying you a visit?" 

Jason not wanting to anger him further nodded.

" Show me the respect of answering when I speak to you, I haven't cut your tongue out yet!" Stefan said in a tone so fierce even his own men shuddered.

" Yes, Boss I know why you are here," Jason replied in a voice laced with fear.

" Good I don't have the patience for small talk and I am a busy man, so let's get right to the point shall we?" Stefan asked as he stood and made his way towards Jason gracefully despite his aura of danger.

" WHAT... THE f**k ...MADE... YOU THINK YOU... COULD STEAL FROM ME... AND... GET... AWAY WITH IT... YOU SCUM!" Stefan asked as he lunged at Jason, throwing him to the ground where he kicked him and stomped on him between every word.

Jason was curled into a ball as his blood pooled around him, " I am sorry, please ... PLEASE! I can get you your money back ...PLEASE!!" Jason begged as Stefan continued beating him until he was out of breath.

Marcus seeing his Boss out of breath handed him a bottle of water and a silk napkin to wipe his victims splattered blood off his face and shoes." Thank you, Marcus." Stefan said taking a brief moment to rest.

Just when Stefan pulled a penknife from inside his coat pocket and was ready to teach the thief a real lesson his phone beeped and he briefly glanced at it, " f**k!!" Stefan growled. "It looks like it's your lucky day thief I have an important meeting with an investor I can't reschedule so you have been given the gift of a few extra hours to live. Marcus get my driver outside I need to go home and change this vermin got his blood all over me." Marcus nodded and texted the driver who was waiting at the end of the street to come immediately. 

" You two, take Mr. Thompson to Tease and tie him up in the basement, sober him up and make sure he's fresh and alert for me getting back from my meeting, I want him to feel everything I plan on doing to him." The two Henchmen nodded and bowed their heads respectfully before they dragged a screaming Jason outside. 

" Oh, and Marcus, get Sam to do a little digging I want information on all of Jason's friends and family, recent pictures, a full background check, and the most recent addresses for them all I want the information ready for me getting back from my meeting. I can't let Jason's actions go unpunished and I need to make an example out of him or everyone will think I am soft, I am going to make that bastard pay then I will kill every one of his friends and family." Stefan said as he and Marcus walked outside and got into the car.

Whilst Jason was stuffed into the back of a van terrified for his life and Stefan was plotting his revenge, four hours away Lilly was just getting ready for work completely unaware of how much danger she was in and that her life was about to change dramatically.