Katherina Barone set on a mission to find intel on the Italian mafia Leader but instead he find her but he doesn't wanna kill her, he wants to team up with her.
What will happen next?"
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"You really are a filthy slut." He breathed against my ear, I...
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𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞
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The guards eyed my body as I walked upstairs into his office. I started making mental notes on how many guards there were.
just incase
I knocked softly on his door and waited for an answer. "Come in." I heard a deep raspy voice speak and I twisted the doorknob letting myself in.
He was manspreaded on the chair with a drink in his hand as he talked on the phone. "Scopri chi è il capo della mafia russa e uccidili." He muttered something in Italian then hung up. (Translation:Find out who the head of the russian mafia is and kill them)
"Sit down, Katherina." He eyed the chair in front of him and I sat down leaning back crossing over my legs.
He sat up pouring himself another drink. "Why didn't you follow the rules and look down?" He brung the glass to his lips sipping on it questioning me with a gaze I couldn't decipher.
"I'm not pathetic, And I'm definitely not scared of you. So I let you know that by looking at you straight in the eyes." I flipped my hair behind my back as he let out a deep chuckle.
God that was hot.
"Hmph." He hummed leaning back on the chair putting one hand behind him. "Your performance was amazing bellissima." He complimented as I tilt my head at his last word wondering what that meant.
"I know." I replied shrugging my shoulders seeing a small smirk rise across his face.
"I have an offer for you." He handed me a drink and I grabbed it downing it without a regret.
"Do you now?" I rested my head on my hands uncrossing my legs. His eyes trailed from my legs to my face and shifted slightly to the tattoo on my face. It was a simple broken heart under my eye.
He slowly stood up and sat on the corner of his desk looking down at me as he rolled his sleeves up revealing his veiny arms.
"I want you to dance for me bambina." I tilted my head and sat up resting my chin on my palm. "Don't I already dance for you sir?" I innocently played along sucking in my lower lip biting gently. (Translation:baby)
He ran his tongue on the bottom of his lip before speaking. "But only for me, you don't dance for anyone here, and you dance for me whenever I want you to." He explained to me and I suppressed my smile.
"I'll be paying you extra, But that also means no one can see you dance at all. I, also can't let anyone dance for me but you." He stood up walking towards me lifting up my chin with his index finger our eyes instantly held eye contact.
His eyes filled with nothing but lust. "So what do you say bellissima?" I nodded my head yes as my answer but he shook his head no.
