Cian's Ruinous Love (Forbidden Mafia Romance)

Chapter 5

Cian

"You are expected to be at your parent's estate in New Jersey this weekend," Sean reminded me as we left the basement of the club.

"I remember that I have to spend a fortnight there with my fiance so we could get to know each other," loosening my time I went straight towards my office and then slumped on the chair.

I had searched for her for a month before returning to the US but was not able to trace her. A few leads were closed but unfortunately, I missed her.  The irony was that I didn't even know her real name. She was using a different name everywhere she went and I was not able to understand why.

It seemed she was on a tour of Europe but why was she using a different name everywhere she went? What was she hiding? Was she a fugitive? I had even checked criminal records but had not found anything about her in them.

"Did Andy send any report?" I asked about the man whom I had deployed to search her.

"No, it seems she has left Europe," Sean replied.

"I don't understand how you guys are failing to track a mere girl," I glared at him in annoyance rolling the paperweight in my hand.

"For one, we don't her real name. Second, that girl doesn't stay at a place for more than two days.  By the time we get info, such a girl was seen at a particular place she would already leave from there. Men are getting anxious, about why Boss is so obsessed with a girl," Sean's eyes and voice were filled with disapproval. 

"I am not obsessed with her," I barked.

"Come on, you have been going bonkers trying to trace the girl," he snapped. 

Curious yes, but I don't think that I was obsessed with her. I wanted to know why she had left the next morning without a word. She could have at least informed me she was leaving and had a flight to catch. We could have at least exchanged phone numbers.

I had heard women always have a special place for the man they gift themselves to. Didn't her virginity matter to her? Maybe I was overthinking, and just need to forget about her. My engagement was scheduled for next month and I need to focus on my fiance. 

Olivia Petrakis was the daughter of a Greek Business Tycoon.  Dad had helped him a few years back when Dad was the Boss of Boston. Now, Dad wanted me to get married to his daughter who was the heiress to half his fortune.  It was a reasonable proposal, one which would make my position stronger in the corporate world.

Olivia was a wonderful girl, I had met her on my visit to New York after I returned from the US. She was beautiful, a blonde with electric blue eyes. I would have considered myself lucky if not for those forest green eyes that haunted my dreams this day with a body that I could spend my entire life worshipping.

I wished that I never had gone to that club that night or at least not brought her back to the hotel with me. Raking my hair with my fingers I sighed then glanced at Sean sensing his gaze fixed on me. 

"Forget about her, Olivia is an amazing woman," he asserted. 

"I was not thinking about her," I lied, and the look that Sean gave me had a liar written all over it. 

"I am unable to understand why you are so smitten by her? When you have been with prettier women than her," he was watching me intently.

"I don't know why I want her, but I am sure about one thing that I won't let her go this time if I find her," I said in a determined tone.

I would abduct her if need be but I won't be parting with her at any cost. She had gifted herself to me, and I had no mood of sharing her with anyone.

"What are you going to do with her? Make her your mistress? Because you are getting married in a few months," Sean's voice was full of contempt and his eyes were fixed on in disapproval. 

"Yes, if need be, I will make her my Mistress," I replied in a calm but determined tone, she escaped once, but I won't let her go again.

"What about the boxing fight this weekend? Who are the boxers?" I asked diverting the topic.

"Ordimez and Augustus," Sean replied.

"I don't understand why Ordimez risks his career and life-fighting in an illegal boxing pit?"

"He is one crazy fucker like us," Sean grinned like a grinch. 

"That I have no doubt. Warn him not to go overboard like the last time. He nearly killed that boxer for calling his wife a whore," I instructed Sean.

Ordimez was the son of one of the most established lawyers of Boston. He was a lawyer himself and had been fighting in our pits for a few years now.  We had developed an understanding amongst ourselves. He didn't take any money front the winning and I let him fight in my boxing club. 

He needed a vent to let out his bottled-up anger and all I needed was money. Till we had this agreement, he was no threat to me or the mob. I had approached him with a few cases that my men were involved in but he had declined saying, he didn't want to get involved in the dealings of the mob.

"Your mother wants you to buy some gifts for your fiance," Sean said in a hesitant voice regarding me with his brown eyes. 

"Tell her to buy them herself, I am not interested in women's stuff," I huffed, "better call a boutique and order a few things for her. You can ask Mom for her sizes," I said stroking my chin with my fingers.

"I think it would be better if you would do it yourself, it will help you get your mind off that girl," Sean taunted.

"I didn't ask for the advice," I shot back. 

"I wish you get back to your senses," he said then left my office closing the door with a loud bang.

Sean was my right hand and friend along with being the underboss of Boston. He had stood with me through every thick and thin and I was grateful to him for that. But now he was not happy with the way I was handling things where she was concerned. 

I knew she was just a girl and I had been fussing about her for nothing.  I had slept with much prettier and hotter girls than her but the thought that I was the first person to be inside her had arisen a primal feeling inside me which I had never felt for women before. 

The thought she might have slept with some other man after she left that morning was enough to make my blood smear and stomach churn. I was the first one to be inside her and I wanted to be the last. The problem was she had vanished into thin air and had been giving my best trackers a run for their money. Or maybe they weren't the best after all if they were not able to locate a mere girl.