Her Two Bosses (NaNoWriMo '23)

Where She Belongs

Later that evening... 

Evangeline looked over her new phone. It was the latest model and cost nearly thousand dollars. There was a protective rose gold case over it and smug proof cover. She set it on the coffee table as she poured her wine in the glass. Tonight's dinner was a cheap microwave meal with pasta and white bread. She ate, looking out to the other buildings, her view from the windows.

She sighed, looking at the beautiful device. "He did say personal use too." She told herself, picking it up. There was her Kindle app and she opened it. Finding the book she started to read on her lunch break, she lost herself in the mysterious world of fame, lust, and murder. It was another why choose with sinfully handsome men and an FMC who decided to be greedy in her desire for both.

Sinfully handsome was one way to describe her bosses. They were night and day in appearances. She noticed that neither of them broke a sweat walking up the stairs. The ways their eyes would look at her in an oddly determine way. Like they were on a pursuit for something. What could they possibly see in her? Men like that should have bombshells hanging on their muscular arms, not a worn out use to be.

Evangeline shook the notion from her mind, calling herself stupid of thinking that she caught the eyes of her two bosses. She settled in, letting the book take her away from her tiny apartment and the loud, unforgiving city. To a place of beautiful things, money flowed like champagne and sand did not go into the cracks of ass when fucked on.

On the other side of the city, where the homes were lavish and divine, Leo laid in his king size navy blue linen bed, scrolling through the clone that he made of Evangeline's phone. He sent the files to his iPad and now he was leisurely seeing what their angel like. Her amazon lists were bare, except for her book wish list. Great number were in her TBR list. Opening her Kindle app, he took note of what she was currently reading. Filthy smut. Leo was intrigued.

Reading along, his mind became full of ideas. He bit his lips, envision their angel in the naughty scenes with them playing the MMCs. Oh, how the book went into detail of how the FMC was taken by both, made to ride out her pleasure on their mouths, fingers, and cocks. Getting all her holes filled with their hot cum.

Leo felt his own lengthy, thick cock tenting his sleeping pants as he continued to read on. He hummed, reaching under the covers to grasp his hardening flesh. His cock jumped at his touch for in his mind, it was Evangeline wrapping her pouty lips around the head, sucking it into her greedily little mouth. Leo laid his head back in the pillows, letting his imagination take him to her. Her chestnut hair in his strong grip as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. Thrusting his hips up, making her take the whole dick down her throat. Her panting and gagging on him as he fucked her mouth for she had been a bad girl. He moaned, erupting at her attentions, finishing off on her tongue.

"Fuck." Leo growled, feeling the mess in his pants. Going to his bathroom, he cleaned himself up and changed into different pants. As he was coming out of the bathroom, there was a knock at his bedroom door. It was Rake, dressed in just grey sweat pants. He was holding his own iPad.

"The last of the loans had been paid completely off." Rake told him, walking into Leo's room. While at dinner, they had their network give them all the information about their angel that they could find. They learned that even after five years of faithfully paying on the loans, she was still in the red by tens of thousands of dollars. That was why she lived where she did. That was all she could afford after the bills were settled. Now, she should be able to live in a nicer place once she realized that an anonymous benefactor paid off all her debts.

"What about Primo?" Leo asked, picking up his device. He closed out the book app and pulled up the latest email about the underboss. The man was still in prison, yet living quite well. Being behind bars did not stop him from ruling his small world. "Huh? Would be easy, taking that slice of pie from the Italians." Leo wondered out loud.

"Stuff our angel's accounts with what should have been hers." Rake mused, looking at her old social media pages. She had not been on there since after the death of her husband. A memoir of a false life she thought was hers. He was falling for her smile, wishing to see it in real life. Her lips were always in a line, slight downward at the corners now. Even talking, she never smiled.

"Nah, she will be leery if we do that. A hefty five year bonus and a pay rise would be easier to explain than a lump sum." Leo thought out loud, opening another email from their associates. The Italians were seeing red, trying to scrap up what they had left of the city. The imposing force of the Russian mod was making waves, snatching up what was considered the Mafia's territory for over a hundred years. Now, the Italian were backed in a corner.

"In a way, we should thank Primo. If he did not stab her husband in the neck, we would have." Rake gave Leo his thought.

"From all the accounts, Mr. Fenner was a hell of a lawyer. If Primo would have kept his big ass mouth shut, he would have been a free man. Would have been easy to get in good with Trent, make him our lawyer and have our angel too." Leo smirked, pulling up a picture of Trent and Evangeline's wedding. Her dress was simple, lace and she made it look worth a million dollars. A small engagement ring and a plain band. She did not wear them on her hand now. Maybe Evangeline had to sell them too with so many of her belongings. Leo made a copy of the picture, enlarging the area of the rings, and sent it to his people to be on the look for it. That was his angel's ring and she deserved it back.

"Indeed." Rake nodded, looking at his iPad. There was a clone copy of her phone there too. He turned his attention back to Leo. "Which book of hers are you reading?" There was a knowing smile on his face. Their angel had a devious streak when it came to her book selection.

"The one where she is a up and coming actress and they are known Hollywood playboys. You?" Leo smirked.

"The Halloween novella where they wear the ghost face and Jason masks. Up against a headstone in an old cemetery." Rake shook his head. "The thought of defiling a grave in that way never came to mind."

"Really? It is quiet and not a lot of people hang out at night." Leo shrugged his shoulders. Rake rise his brow at him. "Oh, get off it. We have only dump bodies in open graves. Yet." A wicked grin played on his face. If their angel wanted it, they would fuck her silly on a tomb.

Rake laughed, nodding his head. He left Leo to head back to his own bedroom. Yes, both men shared a stone manor house for they were raise like brothers for their mothers were lifelong best friends before meeting and marrying their fathers. That and it was safer to live together than separately in case something happen to the other.

Rake stopped and opened the door to a spare room in the house. It was a suite with its own bathroom and walk in closet. The paint was a neutral cream with dark trim like the rest of the house. It was empty now. Soon, the men will learn what their angel liked and her style. They would make her a dream space, nestled between them. Where she belongs.