Greatest Pleasure

seven - tingling

**mature readers. Might be disturbing to some.

But it's a mafia story so what do you expect?

Kadens pov

I chuckle at Stormi's words and rest my forehead on her door.

Fuck, that kiss blew me away. I never thought I could ever be kissed like that. She's fucking everything I could ask for. She's absolutely perfect. She's still the girl I feel in love with along time ago.

Even hours later, I still feel my lips tingling from her kiss. I lick my lips and smile to myself as I remember the way her lips matched my every move.

It took everything I had in me not to invite myself in her apartment.

That stupid fucking apartment. I need to get her the hell out of there. I don't like it. I don't trust it. Exactly why I put Miles on watch outside her apartment. I got to keep my baby safe.

I smile down at my phone when I see she texted me.

Princessa- Showered, in bed, missing you...

I groan and let out a huge sigh.

Me- At work with a headache, missing you too Princessa. When do you have a day off again? Or a few minutes for me?

I slid my phone in my pocket as I walk into the bottom of the basement at the stake house. I turn on the light and walk down to the jail cells I keep my enemies in.

I walk to the fifth gate and spin my forefinger in the air.

My jail watchman, Ryan, opens the door and I walk a few steps in. The prisoner is sitting against the wall with his eyes closed. I kick his foot and wait as he begins to stir.

"Get the fuck up!" I yell.

I snap my fingers and Romeo comes from behind me and grabs him by the arm and follows me to the torture room.

I watch as Romeo throws him down into a chair and ties his hands against the arms and feet against the legs.

The inmates long black hair is covering half of his swollen face, his black clothes are soaked with urine and shit. His skin is dirty.

I roll my eyes with disgust as he is sitting before me.

He slowly lifts his head and stares at me through the slits in his eyes. His eyes widen as he stares at me and finally recognizes me.

"Boss, I'm so sorry! I didn't---"

I cut him off by raising my hand. I step closer to him and cross my arms over my chest. "You didn't what? Know that you were purposely stealing from your boss? Or you didn't think I would find out when I do counts at the end of the month?"

"I thought I was going to be able pay it all back by then! My daughter, she's extremely sick!" Jeremy said.

I roll my eyes. Getting more irritated as the lies continue. "I pay you great money. Way more than great! You don't have any excuse of not having money. You make over six figures a year. What is the problem now? Your wife doing to much shopping? Are you gambling again?"