The King of Hearts Seducing The Mafia Don

Chapter one.

                West

I clenched my teeth, keeping the forced smile on my face, as I wrapped my legs around the bastard's waist. His hands crept up my thigh, upwards to my belly.

"You're so beautiful-" He paused.

"Ria," I said quickly. "My name is Ria. And I love how your hands feel on my body." I leaned in, to his touch, letting his eyes rest on my cleavage. He stared at me hungrily, as I counted down the time, inwardly.

How I wanted to snap the leering bastard's neck. But I couldn't.

He was Enzo, the renowned cartel, after all. And I couldn't afford to make a mistake, else I'd be dead before I even knew it.

"Suck my cock." He grabbed my hair, forcefully, and I almost punched him on the face. In the dimly lit room, devoid of his usual bodyguards, he was vulnerable. To him, I was just a harmless young woman, he'd picked up at the bar.

 I could do whatever I wanted, and escape if I wanted to. But, I needed to get the documents first.

Few weeks ago, we'd gotten information that Enzo was selling expired drugs to his customers. It wasn't our business, but my father couldn't pass on the opportunity to bring one of his rivals down.

Revealing my full set of dentition, I nodded at him. "Of course, Master." 

His eyes lit up, and he leaned back on the bed. Holding his gaze, I took off my lacy bra, and threw it to the floor. Slowly and ever slowly, I inched my hands towards his bulge, while stifling the urge to just snap his neck. That'd be much more efficient, and fast.

"Okay, West."  A voice came on, from my spy buds. "We've disabled the alarm blarer, and the documents are in the west wing of the room. You can knock him, but don't kill him." He warned. 

I almost scoffed. There was no way I'd let the bastard live, after he touched me.

"Why don't we spice things up?" I tied up my hair, as I crouched on the bed. I leaned in, till my head was just few metres away from his neck.

He nodded foolishly, and I hid a smile.

"What do you suggest we-" Before the words left his mouth, I knocked him out.

The documents didn't take me much time to find. Hidden in a safe drawer, with 'Enzo,' as the password, was the drive and documents we needed.

I was halfway to the window, when I took another look at the unconscious bag of asshole. Wordlessly, I brought out my gun, and aimed directly for his head.

And then, I jumped down the window.

"You shot him? Fuck you, West." Romeo grunted into my ears.

"You wish." I tucked my hands into my coat pocket.

"Five men, three o'clock." he said, and I nodded.

"Got it."

Picking up speed, I brought out my gun, and fired at the unsuspecting men, as I rounded up on them.

The gates was unguarded, as I hurried towards it. Jumping into the waiting SUV, parked at an obscure corner of the almost deserted street, I muttered, "Drive."

I took off my gloves, throwing them on the passenger seat, and leaned back on the backrest. I calmly took out a cigar, and lit it. 

"Get your ass down here, West." I almost groaned, when Romeo's annoying voice sounded, yet again.

"You should stop misusing the spy buds, Romeo. Are you that anxious to see me?" I watched as the smoke made circle rings, before dispersing.

"Maybe you should say that to Papá. He's waiting for you." 

I sighed. Taking off the earbuds, I stared at the starry sky, through the open window. 

                  ***

"Smile, West, you just completed a mission." Romeo's voice rang out, as I stepped into the large office. 

Five men were present in the room, and three of them smiled at me. At the extreme end of the room, a man sat, puffing at his pipe.

I walked over to him, and nodded stiffly. "Papá."

"You killed him?" His voice was calm, and almost emotionless, as he stared at me. I didn't flinch. I'd long gotten used to Capo Fausto's cold looks. I'd always been afraid of him, if he made that face, in the past. But that was longtime ago. Before I carried out my first murder. Before I was recognized as a real member of the Lucchese family.

"Yes, I did." I placed my hands behind me, waiting for him to lash out.

"You weren't told to. You almost jeopardized the mission." He placed the pipe on an ash tray, facing me fully.