𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂 ❶

𝟏. ✭ 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐘 ✭

It had taken me for-fucking-ever to get used to cold winter nights like this. Nights where the cold sinks right inside of your bones, turning your marrow into pure fucking ice. Spent my life in Las Vegas, born and raised in the city of sin, didn't get anywhere near this shit-brick cold there. This weather is enough to make even my dick and balls grow icicles.

I shiver from head to toe as I bring the cigarette up to my mouth. Taking a deep inhale of toxic smoke I feel a little bit of false warmth spread throughout me. I knew it wasn't real but man, fuck, did it make a bit of the cold back-off as it raised the endorphins in my body.

Speaking of endorphins, it's not like I'd need much more right now. I take a few more puffs thinking about what a complete imbecile I am. Waiting here, outside this lavish hotel in New York, one owned by the syndicate, for my boss' girlfriend, his now official side-piece, to meet up with me.

Now, boss man usually doesn't give a shit who we nail, even if he's nailing them too. He's a married man and usually the girls he keeps around, the ones that aren't strapped with guns and wearing suits, are just a way of satisfying purely sexual needs for him and us. They're a means to an end of frustration— a vice. Just fuck and be done with it, with them.

Katya, on the other hand, is a Russian model that he's become overly fond of. He'd deemed her his girlfriend— unknowing of the fact that I have been fucking her too. He thought she'd only been with him and wanted to keep it that way.

Yeah, it was a shitty thing to want to continue sticking your dick in your boss' girlfriend. It was an entirely shittier thing to continue to do so after being explicitly told not to. But Katya lets me do things to her that made me take the risk. I didn't care that she was technically off-limits now. For some reason, it makes me want her even more. She's dangerous to fuck and I am in fucking love with danger. Danger and pussy. They're my two favorite things.

Being part of a crime organization kind of made things a bit more serious than that though. By bit I mean a lot, like a bullet to the brain serious. But who was I to fucking care about any of that? Reality is, I could take out most of these motherfuckers single-handedly. No one has the capabilities I have and that is why I am my boss' right hand.

"Mi amor," I hear her soft whispering Russian-accented voice purr as she rounds the corner.

"Mi corazón," I said in a barely audible voice, one that's only for her. My parents had taught me the rough basics of the Spanish language, not the entirety of it, as well as a few others. I'd used that knowledge to impress the Russian beauty but had ended up seducing her with it instead.

Completely not my fault.

"Can you accompany me to the penthouse?" She leans in close, way too close for a casual exchange. "I can't wait for you to enjoy my body there." I grit my jaw at her words, hoping none of the other men had heard her because if they had we'd be fucked. Royally fucking fucked. "Tor—"

I flick my cigarette into the street with, "let's go." I take a glance over at a couple of the other men who are thankfully paying us no attention. I lead her through the lobby, nodding at the front desk staff as I do. The organization owns this hotel, as well as many others, but this one is right near the Empire State Building. It's got great views, especially when drilling a blonde model from behind.

I keep my distance from her, even in the elevator ride up, knowing the men are watching the surveillance, as I currently should be doing. With a straight face I continue to lead her to the suite, giving nothing away to the cameras in the hallway. Once we're in the room I shut the door and round on her.

"You can't fucking talk like that in front of them. If the boss finds out that you and I are still maintaining a sexual relationship he'll want to cut my dick off. You do understand that, right? This," I point between her and myself, "this is not something people can know about, even my men can't because they're technically not my men. I am not the boss."