Darcel
I regretted the moment I had to leave Eriantha on our very first night. I could tellhow surprised and dejected she must have felt, it was her first time she had said, and yet I had to leave her without any proper explanation. I was being nothing but an asshole to her, while she was doing her everything to get things figured out between us, to make this arrangement function.
"Fuck" I curse inwardly, it has been already really hard for her to deal with, but i was left with no choice, and now this situation was getting even worse. I closed my fingers against my lips, it was my imagination but I could feel her lingering sweet taste coating my tongue, her unique scent captivating every inch of my senses; this was driving me insane insane. yet again, I had to waste another night not lavishing myself with that temptation, my wife.
The previous night, i could tell that she had planned to avoid me all together, she definitely didn't need a presentation for a meeting with the supplier. But then that's what made it so thrilling, I would chase her and trap her every time she would try to hide from me. I had already sensed that our desire for each other was unmistakably mutual. Eriantha was an untouched,exotic flower, and I would be the only one to make her petals bloom.So I played this little game of falling asleep, only to let my prey put her guards down.But she was too weak and petite, lest I hurt her, I decided to put my weight on the elbows, my tongue coaxed her already swollen lips and crept into her mouth.Her inexperienced tongue was learning my language faster than I expected, her breathing was making her chest rise and fall leaving ghosts of touches against mine.
Then to spoil it all that call came, Leonel was in trouble and this time it wasn't because he screwing someone, I would never go for his aid in such matters, it was different this time, a matter of life and death. Leon was responsible for the Karwitz chain of hotels, and recently grandpa had also put him in charge of a few more of Karwitz units. Many of our lesser known hotels housed a few clubs, they were mostly leased out to others who would run them on our behalf and we would take some slack from what they made. I had been least interested to know the real details, but, I had some idea that they weren't the fairest businesses under our umbrella. However, Leonel being the most ruthless among us had been keeping a tab on those clubs, because he had heard someone had been filling their pockets without our knowledge. Leonel wasn't a saint, but he hated disobedience and he was good at dealing with them, his image of a philanderer wasn't to be confused with how he conducted business, he never fucked his employees, and he had zero tolerance towards dubious actions. Leon's shrewd ruthlessness knew no mercy, and he could go to any extent, but sometimes he threw himself in much more harm's way than he should, just like what happened today. Leon had planned to catch the bastards who were filing up the pockets while deceiving us,he went there incognito all by himself, I am sure he had death wish. The club was run by one of Davitans underbosses, and while he was running his secret operation, some brawl started at the club and Leonel had shot one of their men while he was trying to slip away with the money.Our money, and in turn Leon was shot in the left arm. It could have been worse, that guy, if he doesn't know how to rein his temper he will bite the dust soon.
When I had rebuked him saying that "We aren't fucking mobsters, we are businessmen, when will you know the difference?"
My cousin had scoffed at my comment and said that, "We are worse Dar. Just see how Grandpa has been licking off their boots, without our knowledge. We wouldn't have known about this had I not dug up a bit. Those bastards are mooching off our legitimate business..." His words had etched on me. It's true that before today I had only known about the involvement of organised crime in the business world as a passing information, things feel different when they happen to you at a personal level. My line of work was much smaller in comparison to Leon's, it's the truth that one day he will be succeeding the karwitz corporation, doing things behind his back was no short of betrayal. the entire incident had to be hidden from the media or the cops. to put it precisely we have got our hands into a huge fucking mess.
Right now our biggest problem were the Davitans, what had happened at the club today had rubbed the Davitans the wrong way, as both me and Leon went against them in one way or the other, Daina Davitan now thinks that we are trying to draw bad blood with them, nobody ever cuts ties with the Davitans, it's like signing deal with the devil, you either get it all Or lose it all.
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Romance"What perfume are you wearing Eriantha?" He inhaled her scent, the best Top Note he has ever come across. "I am a perfumer Mr.Karwitz" She rasped with an enticing nervousness, "I am not supposed to wear perfumes." Darcel Karwitz, the CEO of a top-no...