165 | Mafia Boss San and his driver

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Imagine being a private driver for Choi San.

"So you like to drive cars? Or just for me?" His voice was deep, smooth like vintage whiskey. You could see his eyes stare you down through the rearview mirror.

"Mr. Choi, i can reassure you that you are one of my favourite people to drive for. But try not to boost your own ego. I do drive for others and ride other things other than your car." You didn't even smile, knowing exactly how to play this cat-and-mouse game that all Mob bosses do. But San was different in a way. You felt a thrill bloom in your tummy whenever his eyes were on you.

"Ride other things? Like what?" He sipped his liquor, legs spreading wider, with one hand resting dangerously close to his crotch.

"Mr Choi. Don't flatter yourself." You smirked.

"Oh no, i want to hear it, darling. What else would you find enjoyable to ride?" He shot the last of his drink, his hand evidently palming his clothed hard-on.

"I think you already know the answer, sir."

"Hmm," was all he responded with.

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