Chapter 28 "Who the f**k told you that all?" He questioned angrily, opening his eyes and gawking at me straightly. I wondered whether I should tell him that his cousin told me this all but it would probably get him even more mad. "I just know," I replied. "Stop lying to me, Wendy. Who told you that?" He asked again. Marco stood up from this chair and walked towards me. He pulled my hand again but this time less violently. "Tell?" He asked. "And if I don't?" "I will bend you over my desk and beat the living s**t out of you," he whispered in my ear. "Okay, fine, Sabrina told me that day." I quickly answered his question. I thought he was going to pound me but he was going to beat me up so I immediately answered. "That b***h, can't keep her mouth f*****g shut." He groaned while walking away. I rushed behind him and said, "I thought you didn't sleep with woman." "I do not," he replied. The landline in his office began to ring, he immediately picked it up. "What? In twenty minutes?" He responded back to whoever was on the other side of the call. "Fine, I'll be there." He slammed the phone back. "You have to leave, I have an important meeting to attend right now. I'll be done with it in a hour," Marco said to me. "No, I am not leaving. I just came, I'll leave whenever I want too." I folded my hands and said. He raised his eyebrows at me. "What? You didn't f**k me, if I leave, I'll f**k someone else because I'm horny and then you'll be all beastly so it's better if I stay." I explained. I was slightly horny but not too much, I wasn't going to f**k anyone else than Marco but I wanted to learn about him. I wanted to stay with him. "Fine, stay in the lobby and wait till I'm done then." He ordered as he walked out of his own office. I rushed behind him to catch up with him. He entered inside the elevator and went a few flights down. He started to walk towards a room, beside the room there was lobby with a couple people talking and sitting. He opened his mouth to say something but before he could, I said, "I will f**k someone in the lobby-I swear I will." He grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. Maybe I was being to clingy, maybe I should've just gone home. He pulled me to the corner and placed his hands on either side of my head. He leaned towards me and whispered, "I swear when I'm done with this meeting, I'll f**k the daylights out of you, and your core will be aching in pain for months." He looked around to make sure that no one heard what he just told me. My insides began to burn again by just his seducing words. "Sure, daddy." I placed my hand over his tie and said. "Come now, my father will be there in the meeting so don't f*****g do anything or else I'll f**k your ass instead and trust me anal is way worse. And don't f*****g say anything, just listen and sit in the corner and do whatever you feel like." He gave me instructions on what to do as we hopped inside the meeting room. It was much bigger than the previous one. There was a huge table in the middle and above table there was a piece of red satin. More than 15 people could sit around the table. Behind the table there was a board and a window which showed the clear view of my town. Just beside the window there were couple chairs and Marco took me to those chairs. "Sit here," he ordered. "No, I want to sit on you." I said. There were a couple people around the room and they heard me, they send glaring and evil looks at me and my body. I turned around to a wall and winked at it so Marco could think that I was winking at someone else. He immediately turned around and everyone stopped staring at me and they continued to do there work. "Stop it, Wendy." He said rudely. "I'm horny, I can't help it!" I exclaimed. He pulled me in the middle and pushed me down the chair and sat right beside me. It was just me and him in one part of the table. Everyone soon came and sat down, including his father who stopped walking as soon as he saw me. Marco gulped and replied, "She is just here for a little while," I placed my hands on the table and said, "Yes, also, I'm sorry. I was a little rude earlier but if you didn't slap me I wouldn't have been that rude. I really respect my elders and you are like my daddy-s**t-f**k I mean like my dad." At that point, I knew I messed up a lot. "Shut up, Wendy." Marco glared at me. "Apology accepted, I'm only forgiving you because my son have forgiven you and you are alive also which is surprise. Why is she alive again, Marco?" His father questioned him. I didn't understand what he meant by that, was I supposed to die? Was Marco going to kill me after what I did with his father? "Because She is a girl, I don't kill girls." Marco replied. I started to throw my legs in the air out of excitement. I placed one of my leg over Marco's thigh and leaned closer to his dad. "Yes, he just f***s them." I mouthed to his father and he was caught back by my actions. I used my thumb and index finger to make a hole and then I used another finger to enter inside the whole. Showing them what Marco did with girls. Suddenly, my hair was pulled back and I was slammed back on the seat. "What the f**k did I tell you before entering?" He whispered in my ear, while gritting with his teeth. I had made him successfully angry for the past couple minutes. "Anal," "Yes and that is what's going to happen when we leave this room." Marco said to me. "Sorry," I straightened myself and replied. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Fɪndηovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. He left my hair when everyone gathered inside the room. There were so many hot Italian men around the place, I couldn't stop drooling. "Put a d**k her in mouth or close it," I was surprised when I turned around to see his father saying that to his son. My eyes widened and my mouth even opened more. Marco looked at me and then his father. "Father, Stop." He turned back to me and said. "And Wendy stop looking at the men so I swear I'm going to remove my belt and whip you in front of everyone." He warned. "Okay, I'm not looking. Happy?" I looked down to my wrists and fingers. There were so many bruises on them from the handcuffs. Marco noticed the sadness in my eyes, he pulled my hand to his lap and gently started rubbing it. Someone tapped my head and said, "Hello again, little witch." I looked up to see the same man from Vegas who was with Marco. His name was Stephan I assumed. "Hi," I waved my hand up and he sat beside me. "You this spoiled prick?" Marco's father asked Stephan. "Yes, we met in LA. She is such a cute girl honestly." Stephan said and I blushed on his compliments. "She spat on my face," his father replied. "Okay, I told you I'm sorry for that!" I exclaimed. "Well, she does has some guts Fabrizio. I wish I was there then, I swear I would have cracked up laughing if she wasn't dead at that moment." Stephan said. Again I didn't understand why they all wanted me to die at that moment. I just spat on his face not like murdered him. I turned around to Marco was busy playing around with my fingers. He was trying his best to give no shits about the conversation. "Am I supposed to be dead right now?" I asked him. "Yes," he replied. My mouth opened and I nodded my head. "But you aren't which is great," Stephan said while clapping his hands. The meeting soon started, papers were handed to everyone and Marco was given a file but he was to lazy and drowsy to read it. There were just boys, not even a single girl was around. I don't think I have met any other girl apart from the receptionist down in the main entrance. "Read it for me, princess." Marco ordered me. I pulled the file down to my lap and opened it. He was still holding my left hand and caressing it while I read. Case details for Pablo As I began to read, Marco stopped me. "Next one," I turned around the page. Export and Import details I looked back to see Marco and he nodded his head. There is a fall of 2% of all drugs being shipped to Australia and Asia. Mainly because of the strict laws. Half of the dealers around South Asia have been captured and locked up in jail, other half are currently trying to stay away from drugs. The demand for ecstasy has fallen down 3% over all world ratio and the demand of m*******a has fallen down 5% over all world ratio. The packages currently exported to South Asia countries are going through strict checkups, the market has fallen down there and there is no sign of rise until the next few months. The import of drugs from Africa and South America has increased. Information about the imports done in the last month. - 88 bulks of cocaine - 22 pounds of weed - 60 pounds of marijuana And - 120 pounds of other pills including ecstasy, methadone etc. "That's all," I said. Looking up from the papers I noticed everyone staring back at me. Only my voice was heard across the room. "Read the next one princess," Marco said. I sighed and turned around the page. Selina; the bitchy detective. Everyone looked at me once again. "I swear that's written!" I exclaimed. "Yes, princess, I know. Continue." Marco ordered. The bitchy detective Selina Catherine, 42 years old, from South Carolina, isn't married, no kids, just a single mother who take care of her rotten ass is digging to much into the Black Business. She has reached out to several of our men trying to get information about the import and export details (pg 3). Four of our men have died in different parts of America due to this b***h. She arriving in Withrich by September 21st. She has a crew of detectives with her who are a part of FBI. Along with that, she will be here searching for answers and clues. Digging deep into the subject and manipulating people into her helping her. The warning to should be given out to all the members of the clan, the police officers who are under us-basically everyone who is related to the clan. For safety and protection. Her feature are; - white woman - blonde hair - red lips - natural bust 34D - skinny from down - green eyes I stopped reading the file and looked at Marco and said, "Basically flat ass and big t**s. See any woman walking around with assume it is Selina!" I laughed out loud but he didn't laugh at me. I looked up to see everyone staring at me. s**t, I was too loud. "Has anyone met her so far?" Marco asked everyone while pushing me behind and grabbing the file from me. How rude? He didn't even say thank you princess. "No, sir, we have been trying to get as much as information we can get." An hot Italian replied from the corner. "What's her purpose again?" Marco asked his men. I folded my hands and sat back. This was turning boring. Marco was no longer giving me attention. As they kept talking, I moved my hand towards Marco's legs. I rested it above his member. No was able to see it but Marco definitely felt it. "Dammit," he grunted as my hand went inside his pant. I felt his d**k harden underneath my touch. I moved my hands up and down and felt it pulsate. He placed his hand on mine and held it tightly. "What can we possibly do, sir?" Another man asked. I began to give him a hand-job in the middle of the meeting. He turned around to me and shook his head, asking me to stop but I didn't. His hand roughly landed on my p***y and I jumped and groaned loudly. "What's wrong, princess?" Marco turned around and asked like he didn't knew. I moved my hand out of his pants and so did he. "Play with fire and you'll get burned," he whispered to my ear before getting back to everyone else. "Marco, be serious. We cannot risk that woman especially now when the exports to Asia are going down." His father said. "Why don't you just kill her?" I asked. They all blinked at me. "Like isn't it easy for you to kill and hide a body?" I continued. "No, Wendy, how many times do I have to say to you that we do not kill girls." Marco again said the same thing. "Oh, I forgot. So like really none you ever killed a girl. That's nasty! You guys don't have any balls!" I exclaimed. Marco grabbed my hair and pulled me back. "I swear, if you don't shut up right. You'll be the first girl I kill." He whispered. "Sure, daddy, I don't mind being killed by you." I said. He slapped his hand over my mouth and shoved me down to his chest so I could keep my mouth shut. "We will have to terminate her, Marco. You know she is right, there is no other way to get rid of her. The best thing to do is kill her and it's also the fastest. We don't know what plans she has for being here but if make her death seem like an accident then no one would really care. If she died in this town, no one would be suspicious." I heard Stephan saying. "We are breaking a code by killing a woman. We do not kill woman, Stephan." Marco said. I liked how he didn't kill women. I began to lick his hand so he could turn his attention back to me but he didn't. "We don't have, we will get someone to do the job for us." Marco's father said. I hated his voice, so grumpy and old. I wiggled out from Marco's wrath and said, "Yeah, since she is 42, you should have s*x with her and then choke her to death or something." Marco's fathers' face turned tomato red with anger. Stephan started to laugh with me and a couple more of his men laughed as well. Marco slapped his palm to his forehead in anger. "Jesus, Wendy, please stop." He begged. "What's wrong, Marco? She is actually right." Stephan said. I smiled when he took my side. "Stephan," I heard Marco's father yell from the corner with anger lacing in his tone. Stephan quickly stopped laughing. "Sorry," he murmured. "Dad, continue with everyone. I'll be right back!" Marco exclaimed before getting up from the seat, I wondered where he was going to go. Washroom? But then he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. "Woah, we cannot f**k yet, the meeting isn't over." I said as he dragged me across the lobby and into a washroom. The washroom had a golden light and it had two sinks in the middle. He shut the door closed and locked it. He pushed me towards the sink and bend me over. He placed his elbow over my back so I couldn't get up. I wasn't sure whether he was going to f**k me or beat me up but there was anger in his actions. He pulled down my leggings and tore my panties apart before shoving fingers down my p***y. I screamed loudly as the sudden pain went across my body, he grabbed my hair and pulled my face up until I couldn't see my reflection. "Didn't I f*****g warn you?" He asked. "Yes," I groaned as he pushed his fingers inside me deeper. "Then?" "Sorry," He pulled out his fingers from my p***y and slapped me down there. I screamed again as it started to sting down. "Sorry," He slapped me again and again. He forced me to look at my reflection. "Will you disrespect my father again?" He asked and I shook my head to say no. But he slapped me again. The pain was unbearable. I squeezed my eyes shut as the flesh around my core went sore. "I won't, I promise." He raised his hand to slap me again but this time his palm landed on my ass cheeks. He slapped my ass a couple more times until I didn't go completely silent. I just stared at myself in the mirror. He pulled my leggings up and he threw my underwear away. He turned me around and cupped my face. "Are you Fine?" He asked. My eyes were red from controlling my tears. I nodded my head. I didn't want to speak to him. He kissed my forehead and then we walked outside the washroom. He walked back inside the meeting room and sat down with me. "Apologize to my father," Marco ordered me to. "I'm sorry," I said while looking down. His father laughed and replied, "I love how you control your w****s, son." He placed a hand on his shoulder and I moved my hand away from him. "She isn't a w***e, father." He said. The old man stopped laughing and he nodded his head. "Well, where were we?" Marco asked everyone. I turned around, away from him and looked outside the window. Maybe I was being to extra and now I had to suffer. I couldn't even sit properly because my p***y was aching horribly. "Hiring a hitman," Stephan said. "No, that's to risky. You know what happened when we hired a hitman last time. We had to release all or information to them." Marco said. "We can take down the men at first sight but we need to do something about the woman. We had never been in a situation like this, why can't we tell one of our women to kill her?" Stephan asked. "None of our woman had killed anyone before. You know how extra and dramatic these woman get. They will create a mess that will take years for us clean. Not a woman please, I cannot take shits from a woman." Marco replied. b***h. "Well, you were taking a s**t from Wendy two minutes ago." Stephan said and then he laughed. I was absolutely in love with his humor. "Now I am not," Marco said as he looked at me but I just looked away. He can gladly shove his pity up his tiny ass. "Wendy, how old are you?" His father asked me. "19," I replied quietly. "How many siblings do you have and what do your parents do?" He asked again. "2 and they work as nurses," I said. I didn't understand why he was questioning me. Wasn't there something more important than me or maybe I didn't insult him properly yet. Marco's father looked at Marco, they spoke through a glaring look. "No," Marco said. "Not happening on my watch," he continued. "She is disrespectful, she is arrogant, she is evil and like Stephan said she got balls. It will be just one simple thing," His father said. "No, I'm not letting her get in these games." Marco got up angrily. "What games?" I asked. "Ask her, whatever her decision is mine as well." Marco said to his father. "Now, Wendy listen to me carefully. How would it sound if you killed someone for us? At any cost? You want anything we will give you." His father asked me sweetly this time. I thought about it, it was that girl they wanted me to kill. I didn't really mind but I hated his fathers guts. "At one deal," I said. Marco striked at me. "What?" "Two actually, one thing that my family gets protection and a man named Victor should be killed. And one more thing also, that you apologize to me for slapping my face twice. Then I'll do whatever you want!" I explained. "Are you f*****g out of your mind, get up, I'm dropping you back home. It's way past your bed time," Marco said as he pulled me up from the chair rudely. "Marco, if she is agreeing then what's wrong?" Stephan asked. "I am not going to let a little girl like that kill someone. Are you out of your mind? Find someone else but not some I am with," He yelled at his father and his friend. He pulled me out of the room harshly. "Marco, wait, I don't mind really." "Shut up, Wendy. It's time to go home, I regret keeping you here or even taking you to that meeting!" He exclaimed while getting inside the car and driving back to my house. "But you said we will f**k?" I questioned. "Not today, I'm tired." He said. "I don't want to go home yet, can we go somewhere else?" I asked. "Where do you want to go?" "Anywhere, the beach." I quickly replied so he wouldn't take me home. The sun was going to set in an hour and I had a lot of time to do anything I wanted. 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