Page 2 of Owned By the Mob Boss
No one comes in here but me. Priceless paintings line the walls, a safe with more money in it than most men will make in a lifetime, and a stash of jewelry that would send a rapper’s eyes spinning.
I barely have time to take a seat before Anton enters.
Seth Rossi is behind him, cowering already. I open my mouth to curse him out, and that’s whenshewalks in.
And my whole world changes.
Her warm chestnut hair gleams under the lights, spilling down across her shoulders, one of which is bare from the wide neck of her top. A primal possessiveness instantly takes me over as I drink the rest of her in.
I may be a monster, but she is an absolute goddess.
My pants tighten as my eyes scour her body. The brutal curves of a girl who can’t be more than nineteen. Legs that go on for days, tits so big the fabric of her shirt stretches around them, and hips that send a primal urge rushing through me—an urge I thought I’d buried long ago.
She hasn’t uttered a word, and I already want to put a baby in her.
What in God’s name is happening to me?
Women don’t do this to me. As a matter of fact, they bore me. The ones outside are here for my men, not me.
But when I stare at this girl, hypnotized by her beauty, I realize that my whole life has changed.
I feel a spark in my heart—the heart I was sure was dead. This girl is my future. And like CPR, she’s brought me back to life.
“Boss, this is Isabella,” Anton says. “Isabella, this is Viktor Morelli, the boss—”
In a flash, I’m on my feet, grabbing Seth by the neck, ready to snap it. What kind of father could offer up his angelic daughter as collateral to a devil like me?
“You fucking serious?” I growl. “You got no money so you come to me withher?”
The doors are still open. My voice is loud. My men can hear me, and I’m drawing glances from the girls too.
I want to curse Seth out for being a slimeball, but I’ve got a reputation to protect. As the boss, you have to be ice cold, or you end up with a knife in the back.
Slowly, I let go of his throat, despite every urge in me wanting to crack his skull.
“I’m sorry, Viktor…” he whimpers, unable to look at me. I may make money off betting, but these gambling scumbags really chap my ass. “I don’t mean no disrespect, but I just don’t have it. I thought maybe—”
This is it. The crucial moment.
Everyone’s eyes are on me, and despite the fact that I want to tell this son of a bitch off, I can’t. There’s only one move I can make here.
“You want to give me your daughter? Is that it?”
I glance over at her, and her eyes nearly level me.
Being top dog means making sacrifices, and one of those sacrifices has been women. I’ve never had one in my life that I could trust—that I could start a family with.
I’ve gotta be careful who I let in. But as I stare at this angel in front of me, my heart is waking from its coma and screaming at me.
She’s the one…
Her tiny hands are trembling. So is the rest of her.
Of course she is. I run this town, and her despicable father is trying to sell her to me.
“Hey, angel,” I whisper, tilting her chin so her eyes meet mine.Gorgeous. “Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.”
Seth starts to speak, but I raise a finger, and he folds like paper.
