C.C
C.C's Books(11)
I'm Mafia's Slave
Billionaires prologue
Rowin
"Sir," When I got out of my car, Vale immediately ran to me. But when our eyes met, he couldn't speak immediately.
"Lorenzo's kids found out we were following them." It stuttered
"Do we have information where they moved?" I asked him
"No sir." I slammed the car door shut.
"We've been looking for Lorenzo for months and now you just let him get away!" I couldn't stop my voice from rising.
lorenzo is just a pawn but we have a strong lead if we catch him. The problem is that he has a lot of connections and it's easy for him to switch hiding places.
"Where's Jake and the others?" I asked
"Sir Jake left with the others" he answered me.
"Tell Gab to try and release a Flight Ban. He will definitely try to leave the country" I ordered him. I was about to walk in but he stopped in front of me.
"Sir, we have also brought Ruel's son here. What are we going to do with him?" I didn't answer him when I heard what he said and I went straight inside
When I entered the Mansion, I saw a woman sobbing and wiping her tears.
"Sir, he said he doesn't have any money to pay yet," Vale whispered behind me.
"What the hell do you expect" I weakly promised him.
I walked closer to where he was. I was expecting her to look at me. But maybe she's scared enough to see me. That's right. You should be scared, because from now on your life is going to be hard.
"Your tears won't be enough as a down payment" I sat on the couch so that we faced each other.
"W-What do you want me to do?" It surprised me. I avoided her eyes. I've had enough caring with other people. The more we care about their feelings the harder it gets to sacrifice them.
"Since you don't have money to pay what should I do with people like you? I can't make you one of my guards and play with gun" I grinned.
"Your brothers can" I saw the clenching of his palms resting on his thighs.
"Just try it!" the tone of his voice rose.
I lit a candle and leaned on the couch. I put one foot on my other thigh while I watched him.
"I don't negotiate with someone like you" I said.
"I say the things that you do. you don't refuse to them" I unleaned my back against the couch to take a close look at her face.
"So going back, What should I do to you" He didn't say anything and just bowed.
"Ah.." I gasped. "I remember your Dad's words"
"Ruel told me, If he can't pay, you will be the one who pays for his debts. Are you worth 10 Million, Mendoza?" I didn't realize that he was already holding the glass of water in front of him and he poured it on me.
"You animal!" it shouted.
now i am pissed off.
I saw Vale running towards us. But I signaled them to back off
"You are stuck here" My jaws tightened as I spoke.
"You're gonna be my slave"
His eyes widened at what I said. I wiped my face and stood up to approach him. He tried to walk away but our body guards stopped him.
"Being a slave, That is the payment."
'His Obsession
Billionaires "Your eyes..." I spoke up after taking the first shot. She seemed surprised when I spoke.
"Why? They are mine. You need them?" she said mockingly, her voice feminine but assertive.
"They are staring too much at me, wonder why?" I asked without looking at her, focusing on my second shot.
"I'm a woman. Besides alcohol, what else could I be here for? Of course, a man," she replied sharply.
I have to say, I commend her honesty.
"I understand," I said.
"So, do you like me?" I finally looked at her, and we stared at each other for a few seconds.
I can say that she is beautiful and sexy. She can easily tempt other men. The way she dresses is quite similar to those girls I've seen working in a bar.
"I wouldn't stare at you for long if I didn't," she arched her eyebrow. She's really feisty.
"I see, bottom line it for me," she furrowed her brow at my statement, and I expected her to understand.
"What?" she asked.
I saw the last shot left. I downed it. She seems stronger than I thought. But I'm not drunk yet. I'm still in my right mind.
I moved to the chair between us. I don't know if that was necessary, but I'm enjoying our talk. I like how curious she is right now. I like that she is paying attention to what I might say next.
"What do you want?" I finally caught her gaze. I don't know what's stopping her from responding, though the answer is very obvious.
"Girls in this bar used to like two things..." I said as my hand moved on its own. I didn't debate in my mind whether to touch her hair. I brushed it aside and placed it behind her ear.
"Money or pleasure. Which one is it?" 'MAID FOR THE BILLIONAIRE
Billionaires "Ugh, you're so annoying!" I stammered at him. I felt like I was struggling to breathe from chasing after my breath. "Y-you know I can't serve you properly... but why did you ask for this?" I wanted to curse. Why do I keep stammering?!
I saw him grin.
"I just want you to serve me... what's wrong with that, Baby? Hmm..." He bit his lower lip. I swallowed hard, feeling my heart pound. He said it near my ear, almost sending shivers down my spine.
I might faint.
I'm nervous, despite the fact that we're so close, even though this mansion has centralized air conditioning.
What's happening? Why am I feeling so hot?!
"Serve? I don't want to!" I pushed him hard, but he didn't budge. "Just find someone else! After all, you're a billionaire... you can easily do that, so why bother with me?!" I shouted at him again. Even though we were so close, I don't have bad breath, so it's okay.
"I. Only. Want. You." He said slowly and firmly. "Tell me, baby what's hard to understand?" I was surprised when he suddenly walked out, loosening his necktie in irritation.
I was left with my mouth hanging open at what he said. It seems like I really angered him. It looks like I have no choice but to serve him properly besides I'm the billionaire's maid.
Maybe it's better to serve him well and maybe our 5-year contract could be reduced by a year or two. I'll just be his personal maid. There's nothing difficult about that. But there's one thing I'm afraid of, something I know all too well about myself.
But we're not like before. We may be of the same age, but we're really far apart now. He's grown up to be a great young man while I'm stuck with the same old me. And I don't even know if I did grow.
I sighed, thinking about the new day that I'll once again be serving him.
I used to be his childhood friend. Now he's turned into the youngest billionaire of our generation. That makes me the billionaire's maid. And that makes me feel like I shouldn't cross the boundaries and walls I've built between us. It's just me, Jearri, nothing so special... and he is Laxer, the billionaire.
I held my chest, feeling the rhythm of my heartbeat. Dear heart, please know your limitations. BILLIONAIRE LEGAL WIFE
Billionaires "Would you allow me to sip on your coffee cup?" he asked. Whenever he tried to entice her, she quickly found a reason to avoid it. But he wouldn't settle for that. As time passed, he found himself more challenged by this woman who seemed unfazed by his charisma.
"No," she quickly replied, her smile widening.
"Why not? I don't have any contagious illnesses."
"I'll do it for you," she answered. But before she could get up, he took the paper cup and brought it to his lips.
"Iced coffee in the morning?" He raised an eyebrow when he realized it was cold. He immediately placed the glass back on her table.
"I prefer it cold," she replied. He waited for her to take it back so she could drink. Perhaps she felt embarrassed, which is why she took another sip.
"Now you just tasted my lips, sweetheart," he said with a smile while she still held the glass. He also noticed her cheeks turn slightly red. "How does it taste?"
"It tastes like coffee," she shrugged and turned her attention back to the screen. Her reactions were starting to irritate him. He quickly stood up and headed to his office.
Not even five minutes later, she entered his office with a pen and a few folders. He stood up and sat on the edge of the desk in front of her.
"What's my schedule for today, sweetheart?"
"You have only three meetings today because Mr. del Mundo suddenly canceled yesterday," she replied.
"Yesterday was Sunday, Anikka."
"He called my number," she answered, furrowing her brows at him.
"He's calling you off office hours?" He handed Anikka the company phone she was supposed to use. It slipped his mind that clients would use it to call her even when she was off duty.
"Just to cancel the meeting for today," she quickly explained.
"Is Oliver calling you often?" he asked, referring to the supplier who now stood in front of her table.
"Sort of." She shrugged again. He cursed quietly.
"Add my visit to Zenclub at six in my schedule later," he instructed and returned to his swivel chair. "You're going with me," he added.
"That's not within office hours, Jayzee," she declined, as he expected. He didn't pay any attention to her, instead starting to go through the folders she brought.
"You will now be in charge of taking minutes of the meeting from now on," he also ordered, a task usually handled by his father's secretary. "You'll be with me in the conference room later."
"A bit sudden, isn't it?" she smirked. He, on the other hand, was boiling with irritation at the thought that Oliver was often talking to her when she wasn't in the office.
"It's part of your job as my secretary. I didn't assign it right away because you're still new."
"Okay, boss," she said, teasingly this time, still smiling while he was serious. "Is there anything else you need?"
"I need a coffee," he said without looking at her.
"Hot or cold?" she asked. He stared at her, seeing her amused by his apparent annoyance.
"I don't drink cold coffee, sweetheart." He looked at her intently. "I want it as 'hot' as you." He emphasized the last part, but she still didn't react. She left his office for a moment before returning with a cup of coffee.
"Here's your hot coffee, sir," she said, still teasing him. He stood up to meet her.
"Is this as hot as you?" he asked playfully, deliberately taking her hand as she handed him the cup. If she thought she could outsmart him with teasing, she was wrong. And if Oliver thought he could beat him to the girl, he was also wrong. He wouldn't be Jayzee Albano if he could be easily surpassed by another man.
"You decide," she replied, waiting for him to take a sip of the coffee to answer his question.
"I can't decide yet," he said after taking a sip. In truth, he had burned himself slightly because the coffee was still hot. But he had to stand by his words.
"Why not?" she challenged him.
"Because I haven't tasted you," he almost whispered, automatically placing one hand on her waist and kissing her in surprise. He quickly placed the cup on the table and raised his other hand to the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. To his surprise, Anikka responded in a way that showed she knew how to drive him further from reason. They both struggled to catch their breath afterwards. "I think you're hotter," he quickly said to dispel any awkwardness between them. She didn't respond, but quickly turned and left his room.
He sat back in the swivel chair. Her mouth was sweet; a mixture of mint and coffee. He had answered one curiosity about Anikka - how she kissed and what her kisses tasted like. He was sure that was her first. He smiled and felt a sense of pride. He promised himself that wouldn't be the first and last.
Welcome to my world, Anikka Merced... he said to himself. 
