Wanted By A Criminal(BWWM){Completed}

Two: The Boss and His Henchmen

We arrived at an abandon district dominated by warehouses, pulling into an alley. Alleys weren't exactly lucky charms for me. I was just glad to be out of that small car. Being in close vicinity with Boss was doing weird things to my body I dare not examine any further. He hauled my ass out of the passenger seat by arm and practically dragged me along- none too gently. I tried to shake him off, but he only gripped harder. I was like a weightless ragdoll to him- and let's be perfectly clear, I'm not a size two. I've got a significant amount of meat on my bones.

We approached a large warehouse's entrance. Loud music could be heard from outside the building. Two guards stood watch, toting Uzis. They were just as hard as the steel in their hands. "Get the fuck out of my way," Boss barked. He was in a very hostile mood. I noticed the change in him as soon as we approached the building. And the two men moved- not asking a single question.

I felt like we just walked on set of a porn movie. Naked women were everywhere, right along with drugs. People were having sex up against the wall, on the floor, on sofas. The smell of it filled the air. Weird dark music played in the background with a man crooning; I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to feel you from the inside. "Oh hey, boss," one man greeted- not stopping what he was doing to the woman he had bent over a table on the account of our presence. He grabbed her hips and rammed into her harder and then slowed, circling his hips. She arched her neck, lips parted, begging for more. Seeing what he was doing to her, hearing the sounds they were both making, I'm ashamed to admit... it turned me on. I wanted sex right then and there. Something big and hard to slid in and out of my-

I gazed up at Boss's back...

Nah.

I instantly suppress the thoughts that ran through my mind. He wasn't my type. Boss tensed taking in what was going on around us. Anger rolled off him like a cornered rattlesnake. Muscles bunched. He was about to explode... and he did. "MY FUCKING GUNS ARE MISSING AND YOU'RE PARTYING!!!" Everybody froze, even the music stopped. "Where the fuck is snake?!!!" A man wearing a black fishnet shirt and leather pants jumped from the second floor, landing gracefully on his feet. Too many piercing adorned his face which drowned his good looks. He was covered with tattoos. Dark hair fell to his shoulders.

"Right here, boss." Boss stalked up and backhanded Snake with rings on and everything- like he was a bitch... He smacked a grown man like a bitch.

"Get these bitches out of here!" Boss barked.

"Get 'em out," Snake demanded to the other guys, wiping the blood from his lip.

Once the warehouse was cleared Boss demands, "Tell me everything!"

Snake's lips pressed into a thin line before he spoke. "It was twelve a.m. when the power suddenly shut off. I told Sin to check it out. He did, but never came back. Then these people in black burst through the glass roof, coming down by rope. They had... swords- no guns. And the way they moved... was fast as fuck." Snake swallowed then continued, "They were trained in the way of the Ninja, boss. We shot our way out of there, barely made it out. We were killing some of them too. But when the incident was over and came back, we found the guns to be missing and there were no bodies."

Boss went very silent. Silence from him was like a Lion hiding in turf waiting to ambush you. Then he threw his head back and laughed. Eyes crinkled up at the corners. He was beautiful. I stared, blinking, and then looked away. "You mean to tell me fucking Ninjas came into my warehouse and took my guns?" He pulled out a pistol cocked it back and put it to Snake's head. "Don't fucking play with me. The only reason you're still breathing is because you're my blood."

"I swear to God, boss, that's what happened." Boss gazes around at all his men. They all looked grim. None of these men were pussies so anything that was capable of disturbing them had to be some serious shit.

"Shit," he cursed out of realization and placed the gun back into the holster beneath his leather jacket. Snake's attention shot to me. He smirked. I didn't like the way his eyes swept over my body. Suddenly I was the center of both hungry and curious male glances. Even though my former line of work was dancing and showcasing my naked body on a pole and was use to the attention, didn't mean I had to like it.

"Who's the bitch, Boss?"

"Mine. Don't ask about her again. As matter of fact, don't even look at her." At that moment, every man quickly averted their gazes from little ol' me. I could have laughed. What have this man done to gain such immense respect? Nevermind, I don't wanna know.

"I'm not yours," I protested as we entered Boss's office.

"Do you want to continue to breathe, Ms. Moore?" Oh, I'm Ms. Moore now.

"Yes-

"Then when I say jump you will say how high. So if I want to claim you as mine, I can. Might makes right. Just be grateful I claimed you. My men are wolves and like to devour cute little lambs with nice racks like you." He sat behind his desk and began looking at paperwork- like he was a real businessman. All the while, I sat on the red leather sofa then shot back up. Somebody could have had sex on that. I tried to busy myself, fidgeting. Trying not to think about how deeply his statement disturbed me.

He picked up his cell and dialed a number. "Tell Aries I want to meet with him! I got a big fucking problem on my hands," he barked and hung up. Without looking at me he pulls out a stack of cash and slams it down on the desk. "Buy yourself a dress- nothing cheap, and get your hair done. Tonight, you're going to pretend you're my woman."