The Mafia Boss' Obsession

CHAPTER 20

It’s eight in the evening. Stars adorned the velvet black sky draped over the entire city. The light breeze of the night played with Terrence’s hair. Terrence leaned against the trunk of his car. The chirping of cicadas served as the background music for his broken soul.

With a bottle of cold beer in his hand, he drank a swig of it. The beer's velvety texture slid down his throat. His palette was overpowered by its harsh and highly carbonated flavor.

Suddenly, he remembered the task he assigned to Cody a few days ago. They became so busy planning for the Second and Third Family’s downfall that he forgot to ask him about the development of their investigation regarding the strange woman’s disappearance.

He took his phone out of his coat and pressed speed dial five. A few rings and Cody picked up the phone.

“Cody the cool IT speaking. Zupp Boss T?” he responded, sounding like an L.A. boy.

‘This guy had been watching too many American movies again picking up these slang words.’ Terrence commented on his mind.

“Cody. Not cool. Stop.” He heard Cody sighed on the other line with his reaction. “Anyway, have you found her?”

“Oh, the latest update, the CCTV in the train station captured her going inside a train that night at exactly nine-thirty. I asked them where it's headed, and they told me to Hounslow.”

‘Hounslow? Was she from there?’ Terrence gulped the remaining content of the bottle and quickly hopped inside his car.

“Thanks. Send me updates about Uncle Anderson’s list of investors.” He ended the call and drove off with a speed of 80 kilometers per hour exceeding the national speed of 70.

He was able to reach the town of Hounslow in thirty minutes. The entire town was painted with city lights and LED sign boards of various pubs and restaurants. Nothing out of the ordinary. There’s also several omnibuses passing by. These are those red double-decker buses famous in London.

He didn’t even know where to go or where to start looking for her. He didn’t even know why he’s looking for her. Her face etched in his memory was getting clearer and clearer. He looked for a CPZ or a Control parking Zone area and parked his car there and started walking.

He began walking along the road and stopped to check each restaurant. He looked through each glass wall taking his small chance of finding her inside while enjoying a delicious meal alone or with her friends.

‘Terrence you look stupid! What the hell!’ He was arguing with himself for quite some time now but he couldn’t stop. He can use his influence to find her but he chose to do it by himself. He wanted to see her first than the others thinking that they might fall for her as well.

He remembered her innocent-looking eyes. Her sultry voice. The way her hands felt against his. It’s like anywhere he looks now he could see her face. Never have he ever felt this strange emotion before. It’s making him do crazy things. The overwhelming emotion consumed him. He knelt on the road and screamed at the top of his lungs attracting bypassers.

“Lunatic.”

“Crazy.”

“Barmy.”

He heard them call him that as they passed by him. He couldn’t care less about their opinion. He just wanted to find her and take her home and lavish her with all the world’s riches.

He stood up, took out his gun, and pointed at them. “Another word from all of you and I’ll blow your heads off and scatter your brain on the ground,” he coldly warned and walked past them.

He spent the entire night searching every nook and cranny of the town but she didn’t find her. He ended up drinking alone inside a pub. While sitting at the bar counter with a glass of whiskey, he remembered his life of taking home random women. He just realized he hadn’t done it for a while. It’s as if his member couldn’t even remember how a woman’s inside feels like. What’s surprising was, he never missed doing it.

The spirit of whiskey finally took effect. He felt a bit woozy and his vision started blurring. As he tried to stand up he lost his balance and was about to fall on the floor when someone caught him.

He looked up and saw the innocent face he’d been longing for. He caressed the woman’s face and traced the outline of her nose with the tip of his index finger.

“It’s you. I finally found you,” Terrence murmured. The woman smiled back at him and helped him get up but he suddenly blacked out.

Terrence gained consciousness again as soon as they reached home. “What happened?” he asked. He still feels lightheaded from drinking too much.

He looked at the person beside him. It’s the woman of his dreams. He grinned ear to ear as he looked at her.

“Let’s go.” She said with a smile on his face avoiding his question. He couldn’t get enough of her intoxicating smile and hypnotizing stares.

They went straight to her room. He pulled her closer to him and pinned her against the door.

He could smell her breath as she moved his lips next to hers and greedily owned it.

"You're mine now. All mine," he murmured as he tasted her soft, luscious lips.

He pulled the straps of her dress down as he kissed her shoulders and collarbone. Her sweet scent made him crave for her even more. He pulled her body next to him. He could feel her tender breasts against his shirt.

"Be mine, woman," he whispered to her ear, making her blush and giggle.

"I'm all yours", she replied and kissed him. Their kiss began to deepen as Terrence's hands explored her body. He quickly removed the strap of her brassiere with one hand and groped her plump breast with his hands. He tried sucking each of her n*****s and played with it using his tongue. She moaned in ecstasy in return and playfully grabbed his hair.

When he couldn't get enough of her, he quickly pushed her on the bed and removed his shirt and pants.

He glanced at her gorgeous body as flipped over to face him. Her red panties caught his attention. He gulped as he felt his throbbing rod reacted from the lovely sight.

He knelt on the floor and pulled her legs downward. He grabbed the edges of her undergarment and pulled it down.

"This is all mine. All mine!" He growled like a crazy lunatic and roughly ate her. Her lady parts tasted sweet and salty. He licked and sucked it hard until she climaxed. He drank all her love juice and lay next to her.

"What's your name,my love?" Terrence asked. He could still feel the effect of alcohol in his system as he couldn't see her face well but he knew it was her.

"I am your lady," she answered in a sultry voice. She went on top of him and helped him remove the remaining clothing he had.

The rest became blurred for Terrence. All he knew was he finally found his woman and how happy he is now that he saw him again. He slept with a smile on his face as he hugged her from behind after that steamy night.

He woke up in the morning with his arm still hugging her. She's still asleep. He smiled and kissed her bare shoulder. He pulled her closer to him but she suddenly moved and turned facing him.

She's not the woman he met before. She's not her.

He wanted to strangle the woman in front of him. He clenched his fist in anger.

"You f*****g w***e! You deceived me!" He angrily screamed, startling the woman awake.

"What? Hey! Put the gun away!" she nervously said as she tried to cover her body with a blanket.

Terrence was able to quickly find his coat and pointed it at the woman.

"Who are you?! Where is she?!" He yelled. His eyes were burning in anger as he looked at her with disgust. He couldn't believe he slept with her.

She began crying and shaking in fear as Terrence c****d the gun and walked near her.

"Please don't kill me. I'm begging you sire," she pleaded but Terrence placed the muzzle of his gun on top of her forehead and pulled the trigger killing the woman in an instant.

He quickly dressed up and picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Clean this mess up and. I'll send my GPS location," he ordered and dropped the call.

He took a final look at the dead woman and spit on her face before leaving that house.