Luca's Angel

Chapter 4

Luca's Pov

I can't believe I allowed myself to walk right in Matteo's trap. What was he up to anyway. The girl was indeed a beauty but to work for me,one had to have grit and guts. I was no easy boss and I did not care about stepping on people's feelings. The girl was way too innocent and looked like she would run at the first sight of trouble or cried if I shouted at her. In all honesty she was not fit to work for me. She was fit to share my bed though. She was physically everything I craved in a woman. From her plumped lips that were made to place my d..k between to her fat round ass that was made for spanking. Her afro was nice for grabbing while I pummeled into her from behind. I bet her voice would sound sweet as she screamed my name and told me to keep going. I would grab her full breasts and squeeze while ...
What the hell is wrong with me am not some horny teenager.  "Damn now I have hard on". I've gone too long without a woman and its  affecting my thoughts. I prided myself on  having self control because I wanted to be nothing like my father. I am not a virgin but I am no play boy either. I never did relationships the women I was with knew the score I wanted sex and they wanted money, gifts , invites to parties with elites and I could give them that. No I date prostitutes I date super models and I have only had sex with 3 women in my life. I had businesses to run and I had very little free time to be the playboy many people thinks I am. Only my two trusted friends knows who I really am. Which is why Matteo wanted the girl to work for me. In all honesty I am intrigued with the girl. I wanted to know what made her tick. This is the thought that ran through my mind as I laud in bed and closed my eyes and let sleep take over.

Kiah's POV

I lay in bed thinking of the day's proceedings. I have never been so terrified in my life. Mr.Lore... or whatever his name is spoked about killing my dad so casually. As if his life meant nothing. After they left my dad explained everything to me about why he had to borrow money from the number one mafia don in the city. I really wished he didn't . I wished he had found another way to get himself out of this mess. I would be lying if I said working for the don did not scare the living daylights out of me. I was not excited about my new job tomorow not at all. The grey eyed one is a puzzle why did he suggest that the don hire me instead of killing my dad. The one that looked like a wrestler  when he grabbed me I almost wet my skirt. Nevertheless something told me he was not as cruel as the don himself.
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I know my honey bunch readers this chapter is a short. Am still getting the hang of this POV thing. Also this is my first book. I always enjoyed writing poems, essays and such. I really love English am kind of a nerd🤓. I hope you guys are enjoying this story. Don't for get to vote.