Mine [18+]

6

Stella

"You want me... to take over Eduardo?" There was no way I was hearing this correctly.

Xavier nods his head. "He had an upcoming job. A very important one. But seeing as he's now dead..." He looks at me, "I think you'll do a much better job than him anyways." He clasps his hands together.

He looked so good in a suit.

I laugh. "Please tell me you're not serious. There is no way you want me to work for you. Me?"

He nods his head again and stands up, circling me.

"Oh, I am very serious," he holds my gaze. "We need a distraction. And you're going to be that distraction."

Now it all makes sense. He wants me to use my body as a distraction. Of course.

"What will I get out of it? I work for you, what do I get?"

He chuckles, sliding over a piece of paper. A contract of some sort. "Money, protection–" He pauses for a second before continuing, "Me."

Okay... not gonna lie but that last one sounded very tempting.

"When do I start?" I murmur. It was exciting, but also very nerve wracking. Working for Xavier Dominguez? A girl could only dream.

Or at least hope they would never cross paths with him.

And now here I was.

Is it bad that I want him to bend me over this desk and fuck me into oblivion?

"Amore?"

I can feel my pussy throbbing.

Suddenly, his face is right next to mine, "Stella. Did you hear what I said?"

Fuck, I've been caught.

I shake my head slightly, getting out of my trance before I look at him, "Sorry... I got a bit distracted." I bite my lip softly.

Xavier just smirks and pulls away. "You start on Monday." He nods.

The contract was still sitting between us and I look it over quickly before grabbing a pen and signing my name. Was this going to get me killed? Most probably, but if it means I will die knowing that I worked for Dominguez then so be fucking it. Might as well die having a blast of a time.

Xavier takes it and puts it away into his folder, before reaching into a drawer and handing me what looked like a knife.

"You'll have this on you at all times. I'll have Ace teach you how to handle it," He nods at me and I look down at it. It was just a simple knife, but the very tip of it had the engraving Dominguez. Was this his knife?

He sees the confusion on my face, "Yes, that one is mine. You're the only one who was ever able to touch it, let alone keep it."

"But it's your–" He cuts me off by placing the gun he had at the back of his trousers on the desk, "I have a gun and my own gunmen, principessa. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Right. His gun.

I really want him to fuck me with that gun pressed against my head...

Stella, focus.

I nod my head and take another look at the knife before putting it back into its sleeve.

I should be concerned about him walking around with a gun so casually, but I'm not. I should have run the second he pulled his gun on Eduardo and shot him.

But for some reason I feel pulled to him.

I mean for fuck sake he's a mafia leader. A killer! Why am I sitting here pretending like I don't care?

Because you don't.

"Will you release my father after I've done this?"

Xavier nods. "Already done. Ace drove him back home. He still owes us money, but that's the least of my worries. Right now I want to make sure you're okay with doing this."

"Do I really have a choice?"

"Of course you do. I'm not gonna force you to do this if you don't want to. If I felt like this was too risky I wouldn't have asked you. But I know you can handle it. I trust you."

And those were the words that turned my whole world upside down.

Xavier said he trusted me.

And it made me feel like I was on top of the world.