Sold to the mafia boss

Logan’s P. O. V.

I dragged the cigarette hanging between my two fingers, puffing the smoke in a thick fog and watching it escalating upwards.

After apprehending that mother fucker yesterday, he has refused to say anything to Astrid. I’d wanted to walk into that room and show him things that would make him wish he was dead instead but before I could walk out that door, Dani stops me with a hand to my chest.

” Don’t ” he said. He knew very damn well that I’d probably kill him if I walked in there and all his efforts to track Jamie templeman down would be for nothing, taking us back to square one.

I’d angrily pulled back and returned back to my bed where I angrily pulled off my necktie, grazing my skin with the sharp ends of the fabric.

Astrid had reported earlier this morning that the hostage had fainted from dehydration and weakness from all the beatings. Dani had suggested from across the room that they gave him some space to regain himself before further interrogation and he’d clearly seen the annoyance in my gaze as our eyes met.

By the time the weather started overcasting the city, Dani and I had found our ways around the City. I haven’t been to this city before but it was beautiful and fancy and noisy in a romantic way especially at this time of the night. I couldn’t help wonder for a split second if Layla would like it here in the nights.

Dani suggested we played cards at a casino. I wasn’t in a gambling mood tonight but I don’t resist either.

This looked like a perfect night to get laid and I hope Dani was looking forward to that now. He was such a holy man, believing in waiting for some love of his life. I always told him he’s sick in the head each time he turned down the beautiful women chasing after him for sex. He was wasting his beauty away. His potentials. His dick.

Tonight, I chuckled as I saw him gazing at the woman at the cards table. Nudging him by the shoulder, I gestured towards her ” all you need do is say the word and she’s yours for the night, Dani ” I reminded him.

The women watched us, many of them obviously attracted to Dani.

Dani was a beautiful man. His Asian looks always kept all the women coming. His raven black hair always made him look like a kpop or whatever they’re called. His fashion sense was amazing. It was all too appealing. I wouldn’t be surprised if some gay man picked him from a bar one day. He was that attractive.

But he was mostly quiet, like speaking was too wrong for him, like he was gonna be asked to pay for every word he said. Even still, I understood Dani more than anyone I’ve ever met.

Dani was cool and good to be friends with. He has become the closest friend I have. He respected me, and he always knew the right things to say to me when I needed his opinions. Dani was a serious and strategic young man who never plays around. If he tells you that someone walked that way, he definitely walked that way.

Dani chuckles at my remark, slowly turning around to face the other side.

Slapping his exposed upper arm, I said ” let’s get a drink first ”

Leaving behind the hourglass shaped blond woman who kept staring at Dani, we made our way to the bar counter.

” Martini for the two of us ” I ordered, looking back at Dani ” I ordered a Martini so you’d be sober enough when you take that lady to a hotel room ” I teased him.

I saw him blush. He was definitely sexually frustrated.

He grabs his glass from the bartender before he could offer it and sipped it.

” Maybe you’re the one who needs to get laid, ” he replies ” and I’m very much sure you don’t exactly need to be sober to do it ”

Picking up my glass proudly, my smile widening, I put my glass up and replied ” what can I say, I’m good at what I do ”

Dani laughs and drinks. ” What do you plan to do with that girl? ” He asks.

I knew exactly who he was talking about. Layla.

Shrugging, I replied ” you know. Have sex with her, probably kill her when I’m done having all the fun with her ”

I could tell it didn’t sit well with him because he looks away, his half smile hanging off his lips. Dani has never seemed so interested in my women before. Never. And he kept a great distance from issues like this. They weren’t his concern. He may be a friend figure to me but he was my worker too, who dealt with the computers. He probably hasn’t seen Layla since the past week she’s been brought in and I couldn’t understand where the concern was coming from.

” Relax, Dani, ” I slid an arm over his shoulders ” I’m just joking. I think I’m liking her actually ”

” Cheers to that, Logan ” he replied uninterestedly, emptying his glass.

” You seem a bit interested in Layla, ” I pushed ” I didn’t know you’ve met her ”

” I haven’t. But I do know that she has no idea why she’s caught up in all this and I just hope that you would give her some time to get used to all of this, you know? ” He replied.

I looked away, really thinking about it. Fuck, I wanted to give her everything. I wanna fucking make love to her, the thought turns me on more than any naked woman ever did. But she was too naive and stubborn.

” You’re right ” I replied, beckoning for the bartender to pour us another glass.

I looked to the side and spotted a woman leaning over the counter, trying to get the bartender’s attention. She seems to be doing it purposefully to get my attention. I knew all of these tricks. Lean over spewing their huge tities over the counter so a man would come looking. She’s wearing a black leather dress that hugged her body like a second skin. A little more bend and you’d probably be seeing the lingerie underneath her dress.

” One vodka please ” she said, her voice seductive as she slowly threw a glance at me. She knew what she wanted. Atta girl.

Grinning to myself, I turned back at Dani who seemed to have little or no interest in what’s happening beside me.

She was a hooker. She was gorgeous with all the black hair and black make up. Her ass was just as big and firm as her breasts in ratio. There was no ounce of doubt that she had a boob job done. I instantly pictured Layla’s boobs, wondering if she had a boob job too.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Fuck.

I slammed my glass against the counter.