Page 35 of The Mafia's Property

“Ok. Now you’re being deliberately obtuse.”

“I don’t know. You might have become obsessed with another woman in France or wherever you were. Some Parisian goddess who knows how to paint and sing.”

There was only one goddess I wanted. “Parisian women are overrated. “

Freya chuckled, and we went into more discussion about all the places I had gone to. I didn’t tell her why, of course, but she didn’t press into the details. She was happy to listen to my escapades and after a while; she suggested we go to the cafe for a cup of coffee. I wasn’t in the mood and instead asked the new guy Bennie; we put onto Freya’s detail to take her to the cafe. As far as the work of being a bodyguard was concerned; he was pretty good at what he did and didn’t leer at women like the other men might have done in his place.

After they were gone, I went to my room to get that much needed sleep, but it evaded me still. After a time of tossing and turning, I got up and checked my phone. My intention was to check my messages. See if there was stuff I missed out on while I was gone. There wasn’t much except a meeting Rico was saying all of us, Dante, Gio, and I should attend. Something about a business deal. Yawn. Boring as hell. Was there anything interesting? My hand moved to an app I had missed using. The surveillance app we put on Freya. I clicked on it and it immediately showed an image of a map and a red dot walking slowly down the street. Freya making her way to the cafe.

She was naked when I arrived. Had she been touching herself while I was away? My dick hardened at the thought of watching her moaning my name as she made herself come. I very much enjoyed the last two shows she gave and gingerly I went through the past day’s archives to see if there was anything. I ran through the footage, wondering if I will see anything.

I started from the last day I went way to pace myself. Most of it was of her sleeping soundly, but the ones where she was getting dressed were just as, if not more, arousing as the times she was taking them off. She had taken my word to heart and worn everything I asked her to wear. Good. One thing I liked about Freya was her compliance. It wasn’t that she was eager to please; she was eager to work with me. A good trait in a Property. I went through the footage. No titillating masturbation scenes. No sleeping naked, either. That was odd. I finished reviewing the footage and went back again twice. Something was off. Some of the footage was missing. Particularly the night before, and even this morning. The cameras didn’t seem tempered with and were working just fine. I called Rico.

“Where’s last night’s footage of Freya’s bedroom?”

“Really? That’s why you’re calling me at work?” The hubbub of the casino floor punctuated by the noise of slot machines muffled his voice.

“Why did you delete it?”

He sighed. The sound of the casino slowly disappeared and his voice echoed as if he was in a stairwell when he said, “I don’t know. I just think creeping on her like that is odd.”

“Uh, when did you develop morals? Why is there anything you saw you want to hide from me?”

“No.” His answer came a little too fast and too forceful. What was happening?

“What did you see?”

He sighed again. Mentally, I could see him rubbing his forehead like he always did when he’s about to reveal something he shouldn’t. “I removed it because I stupidly hid your present in her room and later realized you’d see it in the footage. Because you’re a pervert who likes watching women.”

“Only the ones who belong to me. You could have said that earlier.”

“I was a little distracted with work. How did Europe go? Find any buyers?”

“It was hell. Dante sent me on a hunt around that continent. I’m sure I know every underground jeweler. But lucky for me, there’s one willing to buy. He’s coming here sometime next week and we’ll do the deal.”

“Great!” Rico exclaimed. “Let’s get that thing off our hands. It’s a target on our backs.” It felt good to be praised for doing a good job after what I went through.

“By the way, what’s that meeting about, that you were talking about?”

“We made a deal with Kalib. He will come in as an investor at five percent.”

“What did you do to make him drop that low? Suck his dick.”

“Freya helped.”

I sat up straighter. Rico would never give away our Property, but I wouldn’t put it past him to try, especially when it came to Freya. He hated her enough that passing her around to his friends wasn’t off the table. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”

“Relax. She didn’t suck anyone’s dick. She helped with the negotiations.”

“That’s even stranger.”

“Made him believe she was my lawyer. He bought it hook, line and sinker. She convinced him we don’t need him and he bought it. Kalib might have been a little inebriated, but hey it worked.”

“See. Now, do you believe me when I say she isn’t the hollow person you think she is? She has a brain.”

“Don’t go too far with the praises. She’s still an only a dancer with a high school diploma. If Kalib didn’t insist on doing it at the club, it might not have worked.”

“Come on. Admit it. She helped.”

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