Her Right Hand Man

Chapter 2

My father concluded the meeting and sent me and my brother off, but before I could leave he had informed me Jaxon's belongings will be at my penthouse by the time I have arrived. "Lucy, don't forget he is there to help, not be your maid or plaything." I sigh and look back, "Father, I am not 10 again I know to treat someone with respect. Jaxon and I grew up together and trained together, it will be like having a roommate." I give him the fakest smile and then continue on my way out until I feel someone pull me by my wrist. "Keep it in your pants...he is practically family, do not treat him like a toy." I bite my lip and yank my arm from his grip. As I look up at the car, I see Jaxon holding open the car door. I let out a small laugh and climbed into the car and not long Jaxon got to the driver's seat and began to drive in the direction of the city.

You can tell the difference between the suburbs and the city—you go from the breeze hitting the tree to hearing honking horns. I sigh once looking at my schedule on my phone. "Jaxon. You are going to have to make a stop at Fallen Heaven, there seems to be an issue that needs to be tended to immediately." Jaxon immediately responds, "Yes, ma'am." I look up at him through the mirror and move through the center console, "Luc-Ma'am, you can't do that while I'm driving. It could cause an accident and last time I checked you have something urgent." He says in an angered tone before turning his eyes back to the road. He has seen me in diapers and even more, but treats me now like a child.

"Jaxon, cut the ma'am shit...the only people who call me that are my employees and that's rare. You know 5% of them know what I truly look like." I say as I lean my head against the window. He sighs and with his eyes glances at me, "Can we forget those times? You were just starting out in the mafia and yet took it too far that one time. Someone had to save you and your brother had no idea of that plan." I see in the corner of my eye of him gripping the steering wheel. "Fine, I understand if you wanna forget that, but—"; in the middle of my sentence, we finally arrive at my club 'Fallen Heaven', "just so you know I still do the seduction thing when I need the information." As those words left my lips, I opened the door and got out and made my way to my club. Before I could enter the building, I turned back around to the car and knocked on the closed window. "You can head home and start unpacking. I'll call when I need a pick up." I say with a fake smile till getting back and walking back to the building.

Once I enter the building, I hear the door open right after me so I walk off to the side where there is a large booth so I can get a sneak attack on whoever was behind me. I make it to the booth and wait till the person behind me comes closer; I reach for one of my knives in my thigh holster and once I hear them get closer I prepare to strike. As I am about to throw the knives, my wrist is grabbed and pulled behind me. I try to shimmy my way out whoever's holding it until I feel a breath near my ear. I stopped the struggle once I heard the voice, "If you're going to try and get rid of me, it won't be that easy. Last time I checked I was told to stay by your side at all times, little volpe."     (volpe = fox)

That nickname...was given to me by one person who used to help me get information, Jaxon. The history me and Jaxon have is mostly a secret that we kept with one another because we knew my brother, Angelo, would murder us both in our sleep. We finished our training around the same time along with my Angelo's wife, Amelia, so we were a team our first couple years in the mafia. Amelia was strongest at computer hacking and getting digital info, but it's harder due to most competitive mafias being stuck in the old ages and using their brain as a notepad. So when we were stuck on a mission to get info from an 18 year old bachelor who was the son of a mafia head in the drug business. I volunteered myself to seduce him, I was only 16 at the time and Jaxon was strongly against it but Amelia argued that we had no other choice. I went in and seduced the bastard, but just as I was about to leave he started to grab at me and beg for me to leave with him. I fought back to my best possibilities, but he overpowered me. Suddenly Jaxon appeared and knocked him out and carried me out of the room and urged me to never do it again. Did I listen? No, I kept at it until my father had announced his retirement. Amelia left the trio and Jaxon soon left to go on his own missions.

I sigh and push Jaxon back and brush myself off, "I told you to go back to the penthouse, not follow me. And don't say that nickname, just Lucy. Don't ever do that again or I'll have your head." I say and point at him till I begin walking to the back room hearing Jaxon's footsteps behind me. "This place looks familiar, well...the location and how the pillars are, but the name doesn't ring a bell." While still walking to the back room I say,"It should look familiar...it's the club you saved me from." Those words slip out so easily and before he can say anything we've reached the backroom that leads to my true business.

I straightened my jacket and took a deep breath before pushing open the door. Once I enter, all the meaningless talking becomes whispers, I look straight forward to a man rope tied to a steel chair. "Well well, Mr. Gus Chavez I had hoped never to see you here like this. My men told me you are 6 months behind on payment and you know our policy, more than three and you meet the boss." I say while walking around him knowing he can hear only my voice and heels clicking against the concrete. Before I continue, I take his blindfold off, "Please, I have a family, have mercy! Y-You'll have it by this week, I swear!" He begged so loudly that when he talked spit landed on my cheek. I wiped it off with a finger and then pulled my gloves from my jacket pocket and along with one of my switchblade knives that are laced with death poison.

"We have given you various chances, but your time has come to an end. Also don't lie about your family; your wife divorced you 4 years ago and your kids are all happily married. Therefore you have seen the face of death. Now, Goodbye Gus Chavez." I say with a fake smile and then bring my knife to his throat and cut it. Blood spills until a bucket is brought to collect and dispose of it.

I peel my gloves off and start walking away before I leave I speak, "You know the routine— clean, cleanse, and dispose. Am I understood?!" All together they say, "Yes, ma'am." I smile and continue to walk out. I make my way to my office to gather a change of clothes. Jaxon, still following, has not said a word. I open the door to my office and begin to strip out the clothes.
By the time Jaxon has closed the door, he is faced with me in nothing but my bra and panties. "Jesus Christ, Lucy. You can't just strip like that when you know I am here.." I let out a small laugh and continued to flip through clothes in my closet, "Then turn around if you want to be a gentleman, but you've seen me like this before. Probably a little less but still no difference." I finally picked up a button down and leather skirt. I start to dress and hear him let out a heavy breath and when I turn around he hasn't looked away. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." I turn back around to look at myself in the mirror, fixing myself and then see him walk up behind me. "Why take a picture? When I live with you now." He says with a smile and I lose all thoughts when his hands slide down my waist. "May I?" I wake from my daze and give him a confused look.

"Huh?" He then grabs my hand and leads me to the black leather couch I have in my office and makes me sit down. He then goes down on one knee while setting down the boot heels before reaching for my stocking sock that sits at my ankle and picks it up and connects to the garter. He then moves onto putting on the left boot and when he zips it all the to the top he kisses my knee cap where the boot ends. My face starts to heat up when he keeps his left hand under my leg between my knee and thigh while he reaches over for the boot. He puts my foot in the boot and as he goes to zip it up and places another kiss on my knee. "Yes, I may want to protect you but only you. Not Angelo, not your father, just you. So don't toss me to the side like the others." He says in a soft tone before getting off his knee and begins to head towards the door. "Shall we go home, Lucy?"