Chapter 2
Chapter Two
Aleksandr
I stand looking out the wall of windows on the top floor of my casino, gripping the dripping blade as the man tied to the chair whimpers.
I sigh before turning to look at the men before me.
All are my employees, doing as they are told and taking care of any issue that arises within my organization.
If I have to step in and be a part of a punishment, then you have fucked up at a level that means you’ll most likely not walk out of the situation alive.
“You see. When I brought you on as my assistant you were told to do as you are told. Do not look into anything you aren’t told to and most of all do not ever repeat or tell anyone about anything you see.
” I take a step closer, not hiding my grin when the man urinates on himself in fear.
“Imagine my surprise when I find out that you have not only been talking to my advisory but to the authorities as well.”
“I made a mistake. I was just trying to protect my family,” he mumbles over and over .
“You see the thing about that is that you could have come to me for help and everything would have been just fine,” I chuckle knowing what I know. “And the fact you continue to lie to me just means I’m doing everything that I need to do.”
Getting within centimeters of his face I whisper, “We both know you don’t have any family to protect and that any debts you have or had I’ve taken care of.”
Plunging the blade into his chest, “May you burn in misery.”
“Clean this shit up. I’ve got somewhere to be,” I demand as I head for the elevator that goes straight to my office.
“Boss?” My second questioned.
I drop my head back looking up at the ceiling, “Yes?”
“Your shirt is covered in blood. You might want to leave it here.”
“Fuck, this is why I keep you around,” I grumble, unbuttoning my shirt and leaving it on the floor.
He chuckles, “I thought it was to reach the top shelf.”
I turn glaring at him. “You are a right asshole and the only person who can say that and walk away still breathing.”
My second in command just shrugs before turning to the other men who are all on the newer side and watching the exchange with wide eyes.
I’ve spent many many years in the shadows fighting my way to the top due to my height.
Say one word or even make the slightest joke about my height and that will be the last joke or comment you ever make.
My second gets away with it due to the fact he has been by my side for as long as I can remember.
Stepping off the elevator and into my office, I’m taken back by the beauty sitting in my office.
She turns at the sound of the elevator and doesn’t even blink at the blood splatter I know is on my face and hand.
Groaning I drop my head back and look at the ceiling trying to come up with a reason I would have blood splatter on me.
The sound of movement brings my eyes back to the person in front of me.
She is gorgeous in every way. Taller than me by an inch and a half with the heels she is currently wearing.
Her short blonde hair with bright red lips and the most fantastic curves I’ve ever seen.
We watch each other as she approaches me with a small grin.
“I’m not even going to ask you what happened. I know you have an attached bathroom so just point me in that direction and I’ll get you a rag to clean up.” Her raspy voice wraps around my dick bringing it to life in a way it hasn’t in so long.
Not saying a word, I point to the door where my private bathroom is, still stuck to my spot. The vibration of my phone brings me back to the here and now. I am not the man to be awe struck by a pretty fucking face. That’s how you end up dead or locked up.
I move quickly and without a sound just like I’ve been taught. In a blink, I’m in the bathroom with her wrist twisted up behind her back pinning her front to the vanity.
I lean close talking low and demanding, “Let’s start with who the fuck you are and why your fucking here.”
She shocks me to the core when she just sighs, “My name is Yelena Agapov and I’m here for my interview as your new Assistant. If you would kindly let me go so that I can complete my current task of getting you a rag to clean the blood off before you get it on my clothes.”
“I’m not looking for an assistant.” Warning bells are going off on every level as I just lost my current assistant. Who and how?
“I got word from Luca Volkov. Said you would be looking for help shortly and I might wanna stop by.” She tells me like this is everyday shit but if she is getting information from Luca Volkov then this very much could be everyday life.
“Well, it looks like Luca was mistaken. I’m all good here. So do us both a favor and remove yourself from my building,” I say and my cock jerks in anger giving me an idea of something else I could do with her.
Yelena watches me over her shoulder and I smirk as I grind my dick against her perfect ass, “Unless you want to take care of my raging dick.”
Her eyes dilate before she slams the shutters shut so hard I can feel the chill in the air, “There’s nothing I can offer you, Mr. Savas. I will leave my resume on your desk and look forward to your call shortly.”
Her words give me a second of pause and it’s just enough for me to loosen my grip so she can break free and head for the door. I catch sight of myself in the mirror grinning. I adjust my present erection to try and get more comfortable.
I strip out of my pants and step into the chilly shower hoping to calm the beast. Taking it into my rough hands, I close my eyes letting images of Yelena’s perfect ass fill my mind. I finish just as the water turns warm and finish my shower and get ready to finish my day.
Sitting at my desk I read over her resume, not seeing how she can be my assistant but I do know I’ll be calling to bring her back for another interview.