Chapter 4

"What are you wearing?"I croon into the phone. Lisa giggles, telling me all I need to do is ask her to come over, and she"ll be on my dick faster than I can drop my name-brand boxers.

"Wouldn"t you like to know?" She whispers in the phone.

"Your roommate there?" I ask, noting her voice is softer than usual.

"Yeah, she"s laying down with her headphones on."

"Hmm, and you"re on the phone with me. I thought you and she were a couple?" I lean back, trying to stir up as much trouble as I can.

"We are. I love her."

"Yeah, you love her, alright." I poke fun. "Is that why you suck me off at least three times a week? Because you love her."

"Jeez, Xander, do you always have to be so much of an asshole?" She hisses out on the phone.

"No, I don"t, but I"m a little interested to see what it"d be like with my cock in your asshole. You think you"ll be able to take me?"

"Oh god." She squeaks out, and her breathing becomes a bit erratic. "I can try. I"ll try."

"No, fuck that, you"re going to need to prepare yourself for my dick. I don"t want a slow fucking when I"m ready to take that backdoor. I know you got those toys hidden in your nightstand. Find one and fuck your ass with it." I demand of her

"What, I can"t. She"ll see." Lisa hisses out.

"You think I give a damn about your girlfriend? In fact, I don"t think you care, either, or you wouldn"t be on the phone with me right now trying to come."

She moans, and I hear her getting up from the bed. "I care, Xander, I really care for her. It"s just that… just that…"

"Just that no one fucks you like I can, Lisa. I know. If you want to keep fucking me, I"d expect you to do what I"m asking you to do. Go get that small vibrator and shove it in that tight bud of yours." I may not be into Lisa as much as she"s into me, but she does turn me on. My cock is harder than a missile.

"Okay, for you, baby. I"ll do it for you." She says, and I hear things rustling around.

"I got it."

"Great, now go back to your bed."

"No way, she"ll see!" Lisa cries out again.

Again with this, "Lisa, do you want to hang up? I can find another slut who"d more than…."

"No, no, okay, I"m going back."

I wait a few seconds until I hear what sounds like a bed creaking. "Okay, I"m in bed."

"Good girl, now, are you wet? Is that sloppy cunt gushing with your pussy juice?"

"Oh god, you"re so nasty." she moans softly.

"You already know that" I rearrange my cock in my pants. I could jack off, but even contemplating doing that is annoying. It"s been a while since my hand has touched my cock in that matter. Why should I when I have a team of girls I can call on to do it for me? "I want you to stick the vibrator in your pussy and get it nice and wet. Don"t you fucking come, either" I growl through the phone.

"Okay. I won"t, I promise." She squeaks out, though I can barely hear every word.

"I bet it"s easy. I bet that shit just slides right into your cunt." I say into the phone.

"Yes, it"s so easy. You stretch me open every time we have sex. This little vibrator is nothing for me." She whispers.

"Is it wet?"

"Yes."

"Great, take it out, and press it against your tight hole, push the tip in."

"Xander, it"s going to hurt." She whimpers.

"It shouldn"t if you"re wet enough. If you can"t take a little vibrator up your ass, what makes you think you"re going to be able to take my cock? It"s not going to happen." I tease her even more.

"I can"t. It won"t fit, Xander. I need you to help me. Please let me come." She whines into the phone a little louder. Either her roommate has gone, or she"s so oblivious in her need to orgasm she"ll risk her girlfriend finding out.

"No, you can come only when that vibrator is deep in your ass."

"Oh god, mm" She moans.

"Is the tip in?

"Yeah, yes… I got it in." She pants.

"See, I knew you were being dramatic. Lying about it won"t fit. I know it will. Now push the rest in."

"Ssss, it burns!" She grunts.

"Means it"s not wet enough. Stick three of your fingers in that juicy pussy and rub your asshole with it." I order her, and I hear the covers rustling some more.

"Oh, please, can I come now? It feels good. Almost as good as you being inside of me." She admits.

"Did you not hear me the first time? I told you that you aren"t allowed to come until the vibratorr is all the way up your ass. Is it up there?"

"No."

"Then stop asking me." I snap at her.

"Okay. I"m going," she whines, and I hear her grunting like she"s trying to do what I asked.

The doorbell rings, and I"m bothered someone has decided to show up at this time of night. I don"t usually entertain guests this late, but if it"s one of my admirers, I"ll allow it. Lisa has me horny enough, I wouldn"t mind a quick fuck.

"It"s in. It"s all the way in." She pants out.

"Good, now take a picture of it for me. I want to see it."

"What! Are you serious?"

"Does it sound like I"m playing with you, Lisa?"

"Okay, okay. fuck. I hate you that I do this for you."

The doorbell rings again, and I"m tempted to leave whoever is at my door out there. I"m not to be rushed. A notification on my screen pops up, letting me know I have a picture. When I open it up, I see the tight red ring of Lisa"s ass with the neon yellow vibrator sticking out. It"s in to the hilt.

"Xander, I hear you in there. Open up, please."

My skin goes ice-cold as I hear Mel"s voice floating through the door. Why is she not using her key?

"Can I come now?" Lisa asks, panting in the phone.

I rush over to the door and yank it open.

Mel looks up at me, and big tears fall down her bruised cheeks.

"Xander, can I-" I click end on my phone and nearly crush the gadget in my hand as I take in Mel"s appearance.

"What the fuck happened?" I growl at her.

"Please don"t start. I just want to be inside." She says

I back away from the door, and she pushes by me, peeling out of her clothes in the process.

"What the hell happened, Melisande? Did that preppy fuck Matteo do this to you?" I grit out, grabbing her arm and spinning her around in my direction.

"No, he didn"t do this to me. I"m fine, Xander. I just need to shower." She rips her arm out of my grasp.

"The hell with that! Tell me what happened right now, or so help me, I"m going to find him and rip his fucking face off. "

"He didn"t do it, Xander! We got mugged, that"s all."

I blink a few times and try to process the different words coming out of her mouth, "Mugged. Both of you?"

"Yeah, just looked like some homeless guy. He had a gun. I gave him everything. I don"t have my wallet, keys, or my phone. He took my mom"s chain." The last bit causes her to break down crying. I know how much the chain meant to her. She never takes it off. It"s all she has left of her mother, and there"s no way to get another one.

I hate seeing her cry like this. I don"t want anyone to hurt her, and the fact it happened when she should have been protected.

"Wait a minute? Where"s Matteo?"

She scoffs, "You were right again, Xander. The prick left me. After we were mugged, he said the date wasn"t worth it, and he left me there laying in the fucking alley like trash."

He. Fucking. Left. Her.

Matteo is a dead man. The decision is so solid I don"t even bother thinking about it anymore. I"m going to kill Matteo.

"Why the hell can"t I catch a fucking break? All I wanted was mom"s necklace. It"s all I had left Xander."

I help her out of her soiled shirt and pull her close to me, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her head under my chin.

"Shh, come on, Rabbit. Don"t cry. I"m here now. Everything is going to be fine. We can put in a report with the police, and they can be on the lookout for the man. He"s probably going to try to pawn the necklace. We can check out the pawnshops." She looks up at me, and those gorgeous blue eyes shine with unshed tears.

"You think there"s a chance we"re going to find it?" Her shoulders lift slightly

"Of course. I think there"s a great chance we"ll find it." I run a hand through her dirty hair.

"Okay, Xander. You always take care of me." She nuzzles into my neck, and the erection I had moments ago from Lisa gets harder. I fight to get my thoughts back to safe ground.

Football plays, brains splattered against the ceiling, old wrinkly hands jerking me off.

"What"s going on here?

Mel reaches down and pokes my cock with her finger. I let out a gruff breath. She"s the only woman who has ever touched me without actually wanting to fuck me. When we were younger, she said she wanted to see what a dick looked like, so I showed her mine. Then she said she wanted to touch it, so I let her. She wasn"t expecting me to ejaculate in her palm, but when I was thirteen, there wasn"t much I had control over in that department. Since then, she randomly pokes and touches me.

"I was on the phone with Lisa. I can get that girl to do whatever the hell I want her to do." I shrug, and she shakes her head like she"s disappointed. Mel and I have never crossed that line, so I gotta get my rocks off somewhere else.

"I can stay in my room if you want to ask her to come over." She offers and stands up.

"Do you want that, Mel?

She looks down and threads her dirty fingers together. "No, I want you, Xander. Can you stay with me?"

"Of course, Rabbit. you know you"re my first girl." I say, and she smiles sweetly at me. She walks slowly to her room, and I let the smile I keep specifically reserved for her drop off my face. Someone had the nerve to touch her, and now they"re going to wish they never had.

* * *

I wait until Mel is tucked in, safe, warm, and in a deep sleep before I steal off into the middle of the night to catch up with the motherfucker who thought they were going to get away with hurting her.

I look at my phone again, double-checking the location the tracking chip in Mel"s phone is giving me. It was installed the minute I bought it for her. Even if it"s off, I can still locate it. It"s so miniature, no one would even know it was there unless they were looking for it.

Along with telling me the exact location of the phone, if the perp threw the phone away, it would also give me a backtrack of everywhere it stopped, so I could backtrack and find him that way. Either way, He was going to see my face tonight.

I walk up the stairs to a disgusting, run-down building. It still has tenants, but honestly, the building should be condemned.

I knock on the door the signal seems to be coming from. A thin man opens it up. In his hand is Mel"s phone. He"s making this too easy.

"What do you want?" He snaps at me. His eyes are bloodshot, and I can tell by the way he keeps biting his lips, he"s high on something.

"I want your life, motherfucker." With a snarl, I grab hold of his throat to keep him from screaming out. He tries to fight me off, but I pull out my butterfly knife and hook it inside his nose to keep him still. He whimpers and rises on his tiptoes to keep the blade from slicing through the thin skin.

"Is there anyone else here?" I ask, and he shakes his head no.

"If you"re lying to me, I"m going to have to torture you slower because it means I"m going to have to kill them first. You don"t want that, do you?" I say, moving from one side of the door to the next. I kick the door closed behind me.

He shakes his head no again. I can tell by the foam collecting at the sides of his mouth that he"s going to be out of air soon. He continues to shake his head no, and after a second, I let him go but leave my knife shoved up his nostril. He drags in a bunch of air.

"What do you want? I don"t have anything. I don"t have anything!" He repeats over and over again.

"No, you don"t, and you thought it would be okay for you to take things that don"t belong to you."

"Are you here about the contract? I was only looking into it. I didn"t know she had one out on her. I didn"t even accept it!" The man has piqued my interest, talking about this contract.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Start fucking talking right now." I pull the knife through his nostril, and blood starts pouring down the front of his shirt. He opens his mouth to scream, and I hook the blade against his cheek.

"Do it, I fucking dare you, and I swear by the time they find your body, you"re going to look more like the joker than anyone in real life." He doesn"t close his mouth, but he doesn"t scream either.

"The wallet I stole today, that"s what you"re talking about, right?

I nod my head.

"I ran the two kids" names through the system. Sometimes luck is on my side and I find people wanted by the police or others who pay me a ransom. I put her name in, and someone named Luke Di Cesaro reached out about hiring me to bring her to him. I didn"t take it. I"m not a bounty hunter."

Bile bubbles up in my throat. Fucking hell, this piece of shit bastard!

"That"s good for you because you"d have to disappoint your new employer if you did. You"re not going to be able to do any jobs."

"What? What do you mean? Come on, man, I told you everything." The man whimpers with the knife still pressed against the inside of his mouth.

"I know, I believe you. One more thing before I leave you for the night."

"What? I'll do anything." The man says eagerly, ready for me to leave his space.

"The necklace you stole from her? Where is it?"

"Oh, it"s in the bag. I didn"t have a chance to sell it. It"s all still there."

"Really? Oh, you"re a good man. Thank you so much."

I pull the knife out of his mouth, and the man sighs out in relief. "Yeah, sorry about all this, the bag is over there." He points to the couch, where I can see it.

"No problem, you have a nice trip, you hear," I tell him.

"What?" He asks, confused.

Before he can figure out what"s going on, I"m shoving him with all the strength I have straight through the large glass window and past the fire escape barrier. He falls the five stories down to the ground, and I hear the satisfying pop of his head as it hits the alley below.

I see a few people on the other side of the street, one of them runs over, and I wait to see if they are going to try to revive the man whose brains have already started to leak out of his head. Instead, they dig in his pockets and take his wallet.

Our little thief is going to be down there for a while. Now I need to worry about what the fuck I"m going to do about the Di Cesaro family. This wasn"t supposed to happen, but now that it has, I have to make sure I can handle it without Babbo having to step in and help me.

This is my chance to prove I"m ready to come home.