It's been weeks since the Harry Dushane's incident. Lewis Dushane needed a lot of convincing, before he could accept the fact that Jordan didn't set a trap for his son. Lewis made Jordan swear to protect his last heir, Halen and to help him avenge his son. Jordan knew Lewis's first request would be met, but his second request was coming from grief, they were both aware, that there was no exacting revenge on the hollow. The hollow was a ghost, for now. The only thing Jordan could do for Lewis, was to identify and hand him the head of whoever hired the hollow.
"I will mount their head on a pike for you, Lewis Dushane. You have my word." Jordan had replied the grieving father, before departing the UK.
A towering pile of paper, sat on the large mahogany desk, in his office. Jordan had buried himself in work, trying to create more bases, and networks. A knock on the door, successfully teared his attention away from the document he was reading.
"Come in"
"Hi baby, I miss you"
Halen's unmistakable voice rang out, accompanied with her lavender scent. Jordan sighed. He liked Halen to some extent, solely because she understood what he wanted. She knew she wouldn't find the love and warmth she was looking for in him, so she settled with being his fuck buddy.
Jordan raked his eyes over the beauty stood in front him, her round shaped face with a smooth fair complexion, high cheekbones, and full lips, crowned with a chestnut brown hair and brown eyes. He knew he should send her away, he had so much work to do, he didn't need this distraction right now, but then again, he was the boss, and he could choose when to and when not to work.
"C'mere" he said with a low, yet firm baritone voice.
(Tigger warning: Smut scene ahead)
Halen slowly made her way, around his desk, and straddled him, causing her dress to ride up to her waist. Smashing her lips to his, Jordan let her stay in control for a brief moment, before grabbing the back of her neck, tilting her head slightly upwards, he deepened the kiss. Halen moaned lowly as his hands roughly explored every inch of her body. Lips still locked, they excitedly tore the clothes off of each other. Jordan took one of her big breasts into his mouth, and savored it. swirling his tongue around her very erected nipple, he softly bit down on it, eliciting a loud moan from Halen's lips.
"Jordan… I want you… please" she begged, grinding her wet pussy on him.
That was it, Jordan stood up, with her legs wrapped around his waist, and her hand around his neck. He led them towards a luxurious black leather upholstered sofa, she positioned herself so that her ass was in the air, and her dripping pussy was directly against his crotch. Jordan admired the view before him, the way she kept grinding on nothing but air, squirming, and her completely soaked white, lacy panties. He smirked before spanking her hard on her left ass-cheek.
"Fuck! Oh" she moaned, now grinding faster on air.
"You want my cock baby?" he asked, unbuckling his black leather belt. When he got no response, he spanked her right ass-cheek, this time, with his belt.
"Fuck! Oh God… yes!" her response was a blend of a moan and a scream.
The sight of her angry red ass-cheeks, was a welcomed one and a huge turn on for Jordan. He softly rubbed on them in an effort to soothe them.
"Yes what, baby girl"? he asked, unsheathing his rock-hard dick, he rubbed it up and down her soaked panties, ensuring to add a little bit of pressure whenever he got to her love button.
"Yes, I want your cock, daddy… please"
Halen couldn't contain the moans that fell from her lips. Jordan groaned at her response. in one swift move, he tore her panties in two, revealing her shiny, dripping pussy.
"Look at you, so eager to be ploughed like a cheap whore"
Jordan taunted her, his words only amplified her hormones, one think she couldn't get any wetter. When Jordan felt she had had a enough, he gripped his cock, and slowly, very slowly, sank himself in her tight, warm hole.
"Fuck!"
"Damn"
They both moaned at the same time. Jordan stayed that way for a moment, just buried deep in her. She was on the pill, so he had nothing to worry about. Just as slowly as he had entered her, he pulled out, before smashing into her again, and again, and again, and there went the lurid sound of a continuously rocked sofa.
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"Congratulations ma'am."
Said the short, rounded man, as he handed her the keys with an overly wide smile, that ticked her the wrong way. She had nothing against the Asian man, he was just doing his job, everything just seemed to annoy her today.
"Thank you" she said, voice, monotone, lips, pursed and a rather, irritated look in her eyes.
The man, looked scared and confused, and even a tad bit angry. He thought she was a spoiled rich ungrateful brat, no doubt a trust fund baby, who never valued what they had, since it always came easy. He wished he was in her position, that he just bought a fucking seven-star club, out of the blue, then he would teach her how to be fucking grateful.
Mr. Kim Jung didn't voice these thoughts out of course, instead, he maintained his ever-charming smile, even wider than before, but he couldn't hide the message in his eyes. You're an ungrateful bitch!
Luisa observed.
"Any last words, Mr. Kim Jung?" she asked, as she rummaged through her Birkin bag.
"Wha...what?"
Had she heard his thoughts? What the hell did she mean by any last words? Is he going to die? The Asian man couldn't help but spiral mentally.
Luisa looked down at the short man, she almost chuckled at the panicked look on his face.
"I don't get why you're still standing in front of me, if you have nothing to say." She clarified.
"Oh sorry, I'm sorry. I'll… I'll leave now."
He stuttered, still rooted to the spot. Luisa raised an eyebrow, and that snapped the man back to reality as he hurriedly scurried out of the empty office of the newly bought club.
He couldn't deny, she was stunning, he couldn't help but stare at her. She was extremely wealthy, a trust fund baby, and strikingly beautiful, how could one person have it all?
She hadn't planned on buying a club, but she needed to invest her wealth, and do a little touch up on the club to kickstart things, she would name the club Bayluxe.
Luisa had to throw in money a few times, before she could make the purchase, seeing as she wasn't in her homeland, Italy, this was LA, the paperwork was never ending.
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Luisa sighed, settling in LA wasn't light work, she had to adapt to the change in food, and literally everything. It was like a reality check for her, that she hadn't lived outside of Italy, yes, she has travelled to several countries, but she has only ever lived in one, so the change was not easy to adapt to.
According to Lorenzo, the Bianchi's now live in Brentwood, she had thought of settling there, but changed her mind and stayed back in Beverly Hills instead, she liked the city, and during her short time here, Luisa had been able to pick up on how deeply rooted the Miller's influence in the city was. It stretched to every nook and cranny of the city, even throughout the country. The fact that the Bianchi's were under the Miller's protection had made her quest a little bit difficult, she would need to lure them out, one way or another, hence, why she was gearing to go shopping for groceries that she didn't even need, but she had gotten word that the US don's sister would also be at the supermarket, shopping.
Luisa highlighted from her snow-white BMW, clad in a white short sleeved shirt, that was hidden behind a brown sweater vest, a long, black, loose pants, a white Nike AF1 gripped her feet, her look was finished off with dark shades on, and loose hair that spiraled around her in curls.
After passing the security check, she wandered off to first aisle she set her eyes on. Rows and rows of alcohols and wines, but Luisa paid them no mind, her focus was on the average height, brown skin beauty at the other end of the aisle. She brought her phone out, to check the picture Lorenzo had sent her, it was her.
Luisa smirked as she made her way towards the end of the aisle, with her hands roaming each wine bottle, she pretended to be captivated by them, the suddenly-
"oh no! oh my God! I'm so sorry"
Luisa feigned panic, and an apologetic face, as she tried to use her handkerchief to dry the now soaked dress of the young woman.
"Heh, it's fine… it's…"
Came Alyssa's gentle reply, as she tried to assure the panicked woman who'd unknowingly bumped into her just as she held a bottle of Don Julio, to show to Halen, the impact made the bottle drop from her hands to the floor, shattering the bottle and making its content spill a little on her dress.
Luisa smiled, shaking her head as she said,
"I'll pay for it, and for a new dress if you'll allow me"
Alyssa tilted her head back a little as if she was physically hit by the woman's words, was she flirting with her or she was just some rich folk who thought throwing money at every problem would automatically solve it, and what the hell is that accent? Her eyebrow raised as these thoughts ran through her head.
Luisa quickly caught herself, after seeing how her words made the girl mute, she added more life to her fake apologies.
"Shit I'm sorry that came out wrong, so wrong… I'm… I just… I'm just trying to uhm make it up to you? To uhm.. to apologies, I don't know… I'm sorry, fuck I'm rambling."
Alyssa couldn't contain her chuckles, okay she liked this woman, were the thought that ran through her head as she caught herself and subdued her chuckles to a wide smile, and eyes that couldn't stop roaming around the gorgeous woman's face.
Luisa observed the young woman, and how her eyes were shamelessly roaming her face, as if trying to capture them, she watched the girl too, waiting for that look she knew would eventually appear, and when the young woman's eyes eventually settled on her shaded one, a look of curiosity crossing them, Luisa knew then, she'd made an impression, a smirk formed on her lips. Gotcha! She thought.
"Like I said, it's fine. You don't have to pay for anything, trust me, but if you're up for the dress, then perhaps, you might want to help me pick one for an event tonight, at my place. That's of course if you want to."
Luisa was about to respond, when a woman she hadn't noticed before spoke, directing her words at the don's sister.
"Alyssa, I don't think that's a good idea"
The woman said with an unmistakable UK accent. She was slightly older than the don's sister, and had chestnut brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, she was pretty, but she didn't look anything like the don, or his sister. Luisa pursed her lips, she hated being interrupted, but she also wanted to hear the reply of the don's sister.
Alyssa rolled her eyes, Halen had put it on herself to be her bodyguard or something ever since she started fucking Jordan, Alyssa knew she was only doing it to remain in her brother's good grace, although Halen was her best friend, she still didn't like the fact that she was fucking her brother, because if history has taught Alyssa anything, it's that Halen will end up heartbroken, and it'll be left to her to console her best friend, and try to stop herself from strangling her brother in frustration, for the one millionth time. She loved her brother to pieces, but sometimes she just wanted to punch him for the way he treated his women.
"Hal, relax. We'll just be picking out clothes, that's all"
Alyssa replied, causing Luisa's pursed lips to curl up in a warm smile.
"I promise to be on my best behavior"
Luisa spoke, directing her words at the don's sister.
"Name's Giorgia" she added, her accent emboldened when she mentioned her name.
"Alyssa" the young woman, took the outstretched hands of the slightly older woman in hers, with a big smile on her face. She liked her, they would get along well, if she doesn't fall for her brother too of course, Alyssa thought in her mind.
"Fine, let's go home, fore' your brother starts to worry"
Luisa looked to the woman, whose name she came to understand was Hal. What kind of a name is Hal, she asked herself, she didn't like the Hal woman, she concluded in her mind.
Alyssa rolled her eyes again.
"Are you really worried about my safety or you're just in a hurry to get home so you two could fuck again?"
Luisa coughed.
Fuck? Again??