18+ Only
Rated R
(If you're underage like myself and you want to read this then go for it but just warning you it's STRONG sexual shit in this book)
"Look, I've been watching you for some time since you've worked at the club, watching as men trie...
My childhood wasn't perfect, I mean whose is? My father was the American Mafia boss and I was always by his side because one day I was going to take over. I watched what he did and followed his orders, I was truly his son. I first killed someone when I was only eight years old because there was an attack at the mansion, I had to save my mom. My father soon passed away from being shot by a spy, and I swear to god if I ever find who did it I'll fucking murder him in his sleep, or even better i'll have a little fun before he dies. My mother died from cancer so I was left to take over the family business working as the American mafia boss, I was happy walking in my fathers foot footsteps.
I was working at the strip club to get information on a regular who always goes there. I noticed that he always asked for the same chick, nobody else. That chick was Jennifer. I watched her every move on the guy, her tiny body wrapping around his, making his dick wanting more. That's why he always came back, for her. I mean who wouldn't? She was fucking perfect, those tits would make any guy on there hands and feet begging for more. She had those guys at the strip club in the palm of her hand. The only thing is, she was a slut for working there, she would never be anything else.
"Hey..." A familiar voice said, I turned around to find Jennifer all dressed up to impress, She looked beautiful in that dress.
"God, you're really...You took forever and you came out looking like a mess" I couldn't drop my act and be all nice to her, I didn't care if that sounded rude, but what can I say, I'm the boss and I need to act tough.
We finally got to the restaurant. Jennifer looked uncomfortable as she sat next to me looking out the window. She frowned as we pulled into the parking lot. I felt bad for taking her from her life and pulling her into a whole new one. A bad one.
"Jenn" I said, getting her to look at me with her sad eyes. I felt bad, But I needed her.
"Here's what you have to do, go inside and say you have a reservation with Mr. Anderson, when the host brings you to the table, sit beside him, but closely, make some small talk and touch him, after your first meal try to get him to bring you to his house..."
I reached into my pocket pulling out an ear piece and putting it into her ear.
"I'll tell you what to do from there"
She nodded and opened the door before she could get out. I grabbed her arm.
"If you mention anything about the mafia I'll put a bullet through your head..Do I make myself clear" I couldn't have her ruin the plan, so I had to scare her a little...But maybe I went too far.
"I...I understand" She slammed the door behind her and made her way to the entrance.
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