Tainted

Recherché

Recherché| carefully chosen, rare, or exotic
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Romeo
My dick was hard.

So fucking hard it was painful. Just one look at this girl, and I could already feel my slacks getting tighter. I wasn't foreign to sex. Not in the least bit, and I would like to think I have a decent amount of self control, but when it came to her, I was nearly hanging on by a thread.

I knew if I spent half a second longer, I'd lose it.

I've always known about Ariadne, but I never cared enough to really look into her. She was a Greco, so why the fuck would I have? Everyone -or every man I should say- went crazy as soon as they heard she turned eighteen, attempting to make deals for her hand in marriage with her father left and right, but being the greedy fuck he is, he wouldn't let her go without something that would benefit him in return.

It wasn't until he landed the right deal. The one that would give him exactly what he's been looking for all his pathetic life. Power. The Russians promised they'd give him power to run multiple cities throughout Europe, and that was something I could not have.

I could have cared less that the girl was involved, she was just collateral damage in my opinion. I figured she'd be the best way to kill two birds with one stone. Taking her would mean the Russians wouldn't get their end of the deal, and that way, they wouldn't hold up on their end. No power would be granted, and I could strip Lorenzo Greco's daughter of her innocence. Apparently that was his biggest nightmare.

Men in this business care very little for what happens to women. Women have only ever been useful for sex and bearing children to them. Nine times out of ten, marriages are business transactions, nothing more.

Nothing was rarely ever for love, but instead for power.

I didn't care for love, but then again marrying for power never crossed my mind either. I already had more power than everyone in the country, and I couldn't bear the thought of having to get married to gain it. I thought it was a pussy move and something incompetent men do.

Ariadne Greco was every man's wet fucking dream, and now I could see why these men were so hell bent on marrying her. She was flawless with not one blemish on her tan skin. Such perfection should be forbidden. Her dark brown hair flowed all the way down to her perfectly rounded ass, the perfect length for me to wrap my hands around. Jesus. I hadn't even known her for a day, and I was already fantasizing about her.

I sound like a fucking middle schooler.

"I want everything on this girl. When and where she was born, what she ate and drank everyday up until now, who she associated herself with -fucking everything." I growled slamming a folder down on the dining table where Neo and Alessio were having lunch at.

Neo's eyes widened while Alessio stopped chewing. "That's a little excessive." One of them muttered under their breaths, but I was too annoyed to pay attention to who.

"It's a good fucking thing you work for me." I reminded them, "and I want it by the end of the day today."

"From what I've heard, her Papá controlled every aspect of her life. I doubt there's much to know." Neo says. I lean back in my chair, letting out an irritated sigh.

"I don't care for the shit you think you heard. I said get me everything there is to know about her by the end of the day. That includes medical records, school records, and a detailed run down of her everyday life since she was born." I huff and gaze down at my slacks, which were still tight as fuck. Jesus, I was behaving like a virgin.