Page 17 of The Sicuro

The rest of the week goes by the same, he picks me up takes me to work and then takes me home. He hasn’t been in the bar at all, buthe doesn’t normally go in until late evening. It hasn’t stopped me thinking about him, being sat in his booth watching me, his hands on me in the car, or the way he bent me over his desk. He hasn’t had me since last Sunday and it’s making my want for him greater. My self-pleasure is back to not satisfying me, building my frustration. Tomorrow is my last 4pm-10pm shift this week and I have Sunday off again. I decided that I needed to do some kind of exercise before work tomorrow, all I have done is eat quick and easy food and chill out on my couch. I’ll have plenty of time to get a run in. I set my alarm and get into bed with a hot drink.

My alarm pings and I instantly regret deciding to get up but convince myself to still go for a run. As I shut my door behind me, I take in a deep breath, noticing the weather is perfect for it, it’s only 8am so it’s still calm, the sun is in the sky but still holds the morning cool temperature. I set off with no actual plan on where I am going, I just let my feet take me. It feels good, my thoughts clearing and the music taking over. I opted for a Spotify running playlist as I couldn’t decide on what to put on. I am not long in, and an unsettling feeling takes over me. I slow my pace and look around, I’ve kept to the streets to keep a consistent terrain since it’s been a while. I don’t see anything out of the norm so try and shake it off. I continue and as I pass an alleyway between two shops, I’m sure I see a figure just standing in there looking out. It sends a shiver through me,making my pace increase and I decide to head home.

I’m not too far from my apartment, and the uneasy feeling hasn’t shifted, I look over my shoulder and as I do I hit something full force that knocks me on my arse. I look up and see a man, his eyes appear completely black, and his presence instantly puts up the back of my neck. He grips my elbow with more pressure than necessary and pulls me up, as I get to my feet, I pull it away.

“Steady now.” His words are deep and rough, kind of harrowing.

“Sorry,” mumbles from my mouth. He just stands there, I walk around him to go home, and he watches me as I start to run again, my pace as fast as I can take it. I look over my shoulder again and he’s gone.

As I get home, I quickly slam the door and lock it behind me. I’m covered in sweat, from both the run and the fear that just took over me, I’m gasping for breath trying to calm myself. Who the fuck was that? I gradually compose myself, and as I recount what’s happened, decide I’ve overreacted. I went for a run and knocked into someone, that’s it. Why am I letting stupid thoughts of someone watching me take over?

Thirteen

Gabriel

After taking Kelcie to The Manor last week, dragging her into my office and taking her to and from work, it’s highly likely I’ve been seen with her, so I need to make sure that she is protected. Anders did warn me that when you have someone that is close to you, they can be used against you. To ensure that doesn’t happen, I’ve arranged for someone to be with her, constantly. I would prefer to do it myself but that isn’t always possible, therefore Anders and David were informed, and after telling me that they saw this coming they agreed to my demands. Due to Kelcie, and after the Jackson situation I expected another move to be taken, and whilst members have been behaving, I can’t get complacent.

Kelcie doesn’t know the depths of the business yet and I haven’t told her in order to protect her that bit more. Each time I have taken her home she has invited me in, and whilst I have wanted to devour her, I have managed to refrain myself. Although it hasn’t helped the sexual tension that resides between us, but I have had business to take care of. Now that a member was evicted and word got out,applications came flooding in, which resulted in background checks, meetings, and research on different business models.

To make things easier for me, I’ve had her shifts switched to the 4pm-10pm for the next few weeks, it’s rare that I am not here during these hours and saves me having to explain to her why one of my men is following her around. She won’t know that I’ve changed it as HR plans the schedule and they won’t divulge anything.

I check my watch and as I am about to leave to collect her Anders walks in.

“Boss, last night a couple of the girls seemed apprehensive to leave after their shift. David spoke with them and a couple of them reported that over the past couple of nights, there had been someone across the road, just watching the place as they left. They didn’t want to report it because, as I quote ‘it’s a bar, this bar, it’s night, is it really suspicious.’

“Same person each night?”

“Unknown, as they’re across the street they can’t see the guy’s face, but definitely a guy as they have all described the same stature.”

I know some of the girls get paranoid working here and leaving late at night, but I always have their concerns looked into. I need to investigate this myself now, so I request Anders to collect Kelcie.

Pulling up the security footage from last night, I review it from when I take Kelcie home to closing time. I get annoyed that the cameras don’t watch across the street, but why the fuck would they. There’s nothing unusual with thefootage, and all bookings have been attended. Something isn’t sitting right, so I look back over the previous weeks, during which Anders has been back in my office letting me know that Kelcie is safely at work. Which I know as I watched her arrive on the cameras, I ask how she was.

“She asked why I was collecting her, I just informed her you were busy. She seemed a bit tense, but that might be because it was me picking her up and not you.”

She will eventually get used to being around him, maybe I should have sent David since she’s around him more with work.

I spend the next few hours going over each day’s footage meticulously, getting aggravated as I can’t find a single thing that seems out of place. By the time I take my focus away from the screen, it’s coming close to 9.30pm. In an attempt to release my annoyance, I make my way to the bar, a whisky and the vision of Kelcie should do the trick.

She sees me walk through the door and momentarily freezes, I haven’t been in the bar whilst she’s been working for a while now. I walk to the bar, eyes fixed on her, reaching it I tap it with my index finger before taking my seat in the booth. She shakes her head slightly and then proceeds to pour my whisky, I can see her taking a deep breath. Even as Sarah places my drink in front of me my eyes stay on Kelcie. I was right in the fact that just sitting and watching her would ease my mood. The image of her naked body laying over my desk, her nipple being held between my teeth and howher pussy engulfed my solid cock is reminding me how long it has been since I have had a fix of her. Tonight, I will be resolving that issue. I leave the bar before the end of her shift and wait for her to make her way out the staff entrance. Just as she goes to take the stairs, I grab her wrist, pulling her back and into my chest. There is panic on her face, which is followed by a sigh of relief when she looks me in the eyes.

“Expecting someone else?”

“No, no, just shocked you’re here and not waiting by the car.”

I lift her chin with my knuckles and brush a fallen piece of hair out of her face. Fuck she is beautiful.

“Are you taking me home?”

“No. I need to be here.”

I need to check things out at closing time. To see if anyone is hanging around where the cameras don’t reach.

“That’s OK, I will walk, you don’t need to send your babysitter to take me.” Her sarcastic tone, slices through her words.

Holding her tightly, I wrap her ponytail around my fist, and nuzzle into her neck, taking in her scent.

“I need you. You’re staying.” My teeth sink into her neck.

---