Chapter 1

Alessandro

This is bullshit!

Did Ricco, really think that inviting me to one of his shitty sex parties was going to win me over? The man's deranged, let alone crazy. If I want a girl, any girl, I simply click my fingers and have her. I don't need one of these fucked up parties to give me that.

I stepped out of the air-conditioned house, and onto the patio. The heat was sweltering with this crazy heat wave. Seeing girls in flimsy bikini's or naked, drinking, swimming, dancing, and flirting terribly with Ricco's men was like a damn porn show. Yes, the girls were impressive, nice asses, small tits, and were possibly drugged or pissed, but hell, they'd need anything to blank Ricco out, the old fucker. He used girls for his own pleasure but then, so did I, that's something we have in common.

The reality of my life is I don't have time for romance and all that bullshit. All I require is pussy and ass. I never fuck so she sees my dick, my rules are, they have to earn that privilege

The music played loudly, it's not exactly the evening I'd planned but hell, who liked quiet evenings anyway?

My bodyguards were close by, keeping eye out under the knowledge that Ricco would love to blow my fucking ass up, but the feeling was mutual. We'd been archenemies for years, decades even, ever since our fathers held all the power, and now it was down to me and him.

The good thing was no one had weapons on them here. We had to leave them in a safe, bolted with every goddamn security lock. His party rules, and maybe a wise idea or we'd end up with a blood bath. Although, if I really needed to kill anyone, all I'd need were my hands. Bullets and knives were fine, but there was nothing better than using your bare hands to strangle and starve someone of oxygen. I loved to watch them struggle and turn a pasty shade before boom, ‘bye bye'. Of course, using a weapon is easier and quicker, a bullet to the brain or a slashing of the throat.

It was easy, so easy to kill and destroy. I run an empire of drugs and arms. Bringing it illegally into the country and selling it onto shit heads who want it. Am I rich? I sure as hell am, and it's all dirty money.

I casually walked over to a table where Petro pulled out a chair, having already brought me a drink. I gazed around the area and observed the ladies perform. They were all strutting their goddamn asses, so desperate to please Ricco's assholes, it was almost pathetic. But I knew damn well if they didn't do as they were told, they'd be killed.

A tall girl in heels walked past my table, giving me the eye as if to say ‘notice-me-asshole' She then gave a wink before my boys stepped in to move her on. Like I was going to suck her fucking pussy tonight. She had to earn it first, my tongue came with no negotiations, she'd have to pass the test before my mouth even got close to her cunt.

I'd sat back relaxing with my drink enjoying no interruptions, even if the music was shit and bellowed in my eardrums. I took a moment to look at his house, the entire thing was impressive. Situated on the harbour with expensive marble flooring, lots of glass, and large rooms. Fuck knows how many it had exactly. The outside pool was surrounded by palm trees with a high wall around the perimeter.

The evening had a cool breeze to take away a little of the unbearable heat. The stars were shinning above as I dropped my head back to admire them, they were more appealing than the girls, that's for sure.

"Alessandro, how wonderful it is that you came." I heard his pleased tone, Ricco, the old fool. How I wished to rip his vocal cords out and feed them to the dogs.

Bringing my head upright, I glared at him, not wishing to be disturbed and especially not by him. He took to the chair beside me. I raised my brows at his boldness. His long grey hair fell forward, covering his glasses briefly. I noticed his facial growth was unshaven and it now matched the colour of his hair. He wore a white shirt and trousers, and had a cigarette between his lips, clearly going for the casual look.

Ricco took a long drag, and blew it out, watching as the smoke cascaded into the air. He sat back, bringing his right foot up to rest on his left knee.

"I do hope you pick a few girls to fuck. I have selected some special one's for you," he said gleefully.

"You really didn't need too," I scorned.

"Look, tonight let's put aside our differences and relax. Enjoy, have a party. Get a few girls and have some serious fun, fuck them into next year. I have strip poker in the billiard room, instead of potting the balls in the holes, it's pussy." He laughed.

I looked across the pool to see the girls dancing and one being mouth fucked on a lounger, that was more entertaining than the shit coming out Ricco's mouth.

Sighing and wishing he would leave me to my own thoughts, I surveyed the area once more, and in that second, I noticed, stood not far away by the patio door, was a girl. She looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a wrap around her waist and a fuller bikini top because of her larger breasts. Her hair was long and dark with waves. She was pretty, with a great eye-catching figure. Her curves were in all the right, delicious places. She stood in the shadow, almost anxious. Unlike the rest of the girls she looked like she didn't wish to be here. Which was weird as all the girls who were here, wanted to be. Her whole ambiance was of discomfort, shy even. As she moved out of the attention and into darkness beside the house, I tried to find her and noticed she'd edged further along the house, wrapping her arms around her upper body. I tried harder to keep my eyes on her as she slipped behind a bush, keeping very close to the building.

I became so engaged in her, needing to find her, even though Ricco continued to waffle on with his drivel. All I wanted was to search for the girl.

I noticed a man who looked to be searching the area. He stepped further out and glanced to his right before he marched towards her, and with no care, he grabbed a clump of her hair and dragged her towards the pool. She was crying as he pushed her in front and she almost lost her footing.

"These bloody sluts. Some seriously need teaching a lesson," Ricco said as I kept a firm eye on the girl.

Watching as the man leant closer to her, hissing words in her ear, words I assumed were not kind, because her pretty face filled with fear. I was close to standing and confronting the bastard, but then she took a slow, apprehensive step towards the pool. Her entire body was shaking with terror. She gazed at a couple having sex against a palm tree. I couldn't decide if she was jealous or shocked, as if she has no idea where to look.

She scanned the area and her eyes found mine. We stared and then she shyly turned away with tears streaming down her cheeks. I kept my focus on her, I wanted her to know I was watching her every move because something wasn't right. Either way, she now had my full attention, even my cock was aroused by her. Maybe, it was the fact she was vulnerable, different, and stood out. Not only with her nervous posture, but her incredibly sexy body. Fuck, those tits of hers. I craved to fuck her over this table and make her scream. My dick throbbed, eager to be sunk into her cunt and to thrust so hard, she'd cry for mercy.

Her stare fell back to me. I kept my glare. She looked away and chewed her lower lip before she hurried back into the house.

That girl was mine.

I rose to my feet, and my men jumped, ready for my instruction. I placed my hand up to stop them from following me.

"I take it this conversation is over?" Ricco asked. I gazed down at him, I wasn't aware there ever really was one. I fastened the middle button of my jacket and set about finding the beauty.

I moved to the house and scanned the living room. It was full of naked bodies and girls getting fucked, the air filled with pleasurable moans. Or at least, the girls pretending to orgasm. I had been in this game for far too long to spot when a woman faked her orgasm. One tried to convince me once, when I called her out she begged, but I hate liars so I shot her. No girl plays with my fucking dick and gets away with it.

Walking further into the lavish room and into the seating area. Tits, cunts and dicks were all over the damn place, certainly making better art than the statues he had dotted around the house. I continued through the house and noticed through a glass panel, my boys were not far behind. None of us trusted Ricco, especially me, and I didn't care what he thought about my men following me everywhere.

The girl was playing on my mind. I had to find her. I had to have her. Out of my many missions, and things I should be worrying about right now, my cock sinking into her sweetness, was the only one I planned on conquering.

I sauntered through to another room to find more bodies sprawled out naked, and on the opposite side of the room in the doorway, was a man with a woman. I stared at them, watching as his hands mauled her half naked figure. Same bikini. Same wrap. That was my girl, and he had his hands on her.

Angry, I raced across the room to stop the prick. I took a firm hold of his left shoulder, pulling him from her. He pulled his other arm back, ready to try and land a punch, but stopped mid-air, clearly recognising who the fuck I was. I narrowed my eyes, recognising him also. Ravi. Ricco's son.

"Hey Alessandro," he acknowledged, lowering his arm. The arrogant prick was just like his father. His short hair was grey around the ears and he had some facial growth, but his body was in good condition. He clearly worked out. He was also covered in tattoos.

He shoved his hand into her bikini top, fondling her breast. He groped and rubbed it hard. She winced with discomfort, making me want to throat punch the bastard. Her gaze fell to me and her eyes were full of sorrow. She wasn't a happy little bird, and right now her wings were broken. If she remained in his hands, her neck would soon be broken too.

"Do you like to watch these days?" he asked me, his tone mocking.

"Not unless your dick has grown a few extra inches," I said with a smirk. "Must be difficult to be a man and still have a tiny weeny," I teased.

"Fuck off, my dick is bigger than these dudes. And screw that, why are you watching me with this fucking tart?" His hand slipped down to her pussy and he cupped it hard. I glared, my eyes burning into the touch. He had thirty seconds to let go of her before I put his dick elsewhere.

"What's wrong Alessandro, need help?" he tormented. The prick was messing with the wrong guy. I stared at him. "Aww, you fancy this pussy, is that it? You want her?" he added, smugly. He kept a firm hold of the girl, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her hard into his side whilst continuing to grab at her left breast. "I have an idea. How about we play a game?" He smirked at me before dragging his tongue along her shoulder and up her neck. She squeezed her eyes closed and a lone tear ran down her cheek.

"What game do you suggest?" I asked, unable to believe I was encouraging this crap.

"My son, I do hope you're playing nicely." Ricco appeared with two dolly birds hanging off each arm.

Ravi took a firm hold of the girl and dragged her into the room behind him, like she's some kind of hostage. Fool. I followed him, curious to see how this played out.

"So, Alessandro, how do you wish to play? Do we do it until her death, or do we just fuck her until she's torn? I personally fancy the second one. It means she'll never be looked at again, let alone be fucked." He belly laughed, making me shudder with disgust.

"Ravi, play nice. I got that girl for you," Ricco added. The girls in his arm giggled.

I was dangerously close to slamming someone into the wall and using my hands to rip them to shreds. I didn't even know this girl, but what I did know that she was in Ravi's arms, and that alone was deadly.

"Yeah, and I appreciate it Pop. But Alessandro has taken a fancy to her. I bet it's her enormous knockers, I mean look at them." He grabbed them hard and forced them into a cleavage. "Fucking gorgeous. How my dick would love to fuck between those babies," he said, gritting his teeth.

Words failed me on this pathetic scumbag. I stood close to a chair, clutching the back, not wishing to make a move or cause Ravi to hurt her.

Suddenly, the room flooded with their men. "Wonderful, take the girl and tie her up," Ricco ordered.

"No, please no… please," she screamed, terrified, as the men surrounded her. She tried to fight the buffoons, but with no use as they dragged her away like a rag doll.

"Ravi, you should play nice with your gifts," Ricco chimed, as the girls remained on his arm.

"Yes, but when someone else is eyeing up your gift, you must make it interesting, Pop. Don't you think, Alessandro?" The bastard was about to be beaten into next week.

I feared for the girl, yet I would never normally give a shit, so why her and why now? She was petrified, likely scared of what was coming her way. She was clearly vulnerable, especially in the hands of this monster.

"Do tell me, Alessandro, are you still manging to keep your dick hard?" Ravi asked, as he walked to the bar in the far-left corner and got two tumblers, pouring whiskey into both. He turned to me and handed me a glass.

"Why? You into men?" I questioned, with a smirk.

"Oh please, I only stick my dick in women, which hole depends on how much she's pissing me off. We have something in common though," Ravi added, as he took to an armchair and sat back comfortably, his ankle resting on his knee. I moved to the nearest chair and undo my jacket button to sit down.

Rattled, but careful not to show it, I cocked my head to the side, aware this man made me look like a saint.

"Be nice Ravi," Ricco cut in. I glanced over to him, realising he was having his dick sucked by the girls.

"I am Pop, simply making shitty conversation with our guest. Anyway, allow me to enlighten you," Ravi continued. I raised my brows and waited impatiently for him to spill further bull out his mouth. "You and I love to fuck. We screw to make our wallets bigger. We kill anyone who pisses us off. You have something I'm interested in purchasing. Shall we negotiate on it?"

"I don't negotiate on my deals. You take it or leave it. I have one price and one price only." I wasn't in the mood to talk business with this waste of space, he'd already taken up too much of my time. All I could think about was the girl. Where she was, and if she was safe.

"I know you're a businessman, so how about I throw in the girl for a short time, call her a down payment. You may use and abuse her however you like and then return her, but please, in one piece so I can fuck her," he scoffed the last words, and now for some strange reason I felt willing to listen. I never did business this way, this was out of character for me but when it came to her, everything else went out of the window.

"What do you want?" I asked. The man was plotting, scheming some bullshit, only this time, I might be willing to negotiate.

"Cocaine. I need it for my clubs. Stashes of the shit, plenty for my punters," he told me.

"You're telling me you got me here to make some bullshit deal with you for drugs?" I retorted. I took a sip of the amber fluid which burned as it went down my throat. My glare held his, there was no way I was backing down.

"Oh Alessandra, business is business, and you have what I need. Now, you can take the bitch and deliver the drugs or, well… I guess we have no deal," Ravi said firmly.

I was confident I had what he needed, so he'd be easy to bargain with. What a fool. He was putty in my hands and didn't even realise. I had the control and the power but getting the girl out was my priority.

"How much?" I asked.

"What have you got? I need it soon, as in tonight," he informed me.

"Tomorrow. I'll make all the arrangements and get it shipped to you," I told him.

"Very well. I can transfer half the money now, and the other on delivery. You can take the girl tonight as a downpayment," he told me staring directly into my eyes.

I stood and fastened the button on my jacket, as Ravi stood and walked towards me. He held his hand out, and we shook firmly.

"Go and get the girl," Ravi ordered the men.

"How long?" I ask casually.

"Three days."

"Make it five," I bargained.

He twitched his nose, thinking over my proposal. "Very well, five," he agreed.

"Good."

I heard moaning and turned to see one of the girls fucking Ricco. I watched as she bounced up and down on his little dick, faking every damn sound of pleasure.

"Shall we?" Ravi asked and gestured for me to move to the door.

I get the girl for five whole days. The thought pleased me. I didn't even know her name, not that I gave a shit. She was just another pussy, but one I was about to ravish. She was going to obey me and take my dick like a good girl. I swore, by the time I'd finished with her, Ravi's cock would be far too small, and she'd be imagining mine.

My men re-joined me and we walked into the foyer of the house. Four men stood at our car and in the middle of them, was the girl. She was still full of fear but doing her best to fight them. I smirk, there was one thing she was about to learn - her nightmare was only just beginning.

I had no idea how long she had spent in this house, but now she was about to see another world. Ricco and Ravi were assholes, but me… I was the devil. She might be acting sweet, shy and scared, but do I believe she's innocent? Do I fuck.

I clicked my fingers, instructing my men to take over with the girl. They move her to the car, shoving her in.

Javis, my sidekick, approached me. "Blindfold her." I ordered.

"Of course, boss." He stepped away to pass the instruction to the men.

I got into the car to find the girl strapped and blindfolded as ordered, the last thing I needed right now was for me to see those glorious eyes, it would melt my resolve.

The strange thing was, I have no idea how I even really ended up with her. From the second I saw her I was fascinated. All I could do was stare and admire her curvy body. She had the most beautiful lips, fuck they would look good around my dick. Shit no. That comes as a gift, a reward. I sensed there was a cliché in the gift. She was Ravi's gift, and now I had her.

I didn't trust him, he was always scheming to get what he wanted, but right now, I was past caring

Unable to take my eyes of her, unsure if what I was doing was right. I glanced at her thighs, longing to place my hands on them and trace my fingers up to her pussy. I'd bet she was wet and eager to have me buried inside her. I gave my head a shake, these feelings had to stop. I screwed for fun, and I needed to keep it like that.

For the entire journey, not one word passed my lips.

Five days.

Five days to screw the girl up and make her mine.

I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to stop my impatience towards her. I could see her shaking uncontrollably, she was afraid and she had every damn reason to be. I held her life in my hands. Now it depended on how she behaved to determine how I was going to treat her. I liked a girl to keep her mouth shut and do as she was told, no arguments and no straying. She would give me her full attention and think of nothing but me - I would be her devil, her master, her pain in the fucking ass. I had plans to make her scream in every shape and form, and no matter what obstacles got in the way, she'd be with me.

The car soon turned into my driveaway and travelled along the winding drive to the house. My armed security were walking the perimeter, keeping my premises safe. I had far too many enemies and needed top protection.

The car stopped outside the large front door, and within seconds the girl was pulled out and taken into the house.

"Get off me," she cried as she fought my men. I smiled, I loved her fighting talk, gave her some strength and sexiness.

I followed closely behind. "Take her to the Delights room," I ordered Javis. It's the room where all my girls were fucked and punished - my playroom – and it housed more instruments and implements in there than a fucking BDSM club.

Wasting no time, I went to my office and made all the calls that were needed for the drugs delivery for Ravi tomorrow. I moved to the sliding glass doors and opened them. My office overlooked the large pool. I stepped outside to light a smoke. The night had fallen and all I could hear was the sound of wildlife. It was peaceful.

"She's ready boss," Javis informed me from the doorway to my office. He stepped out to join me as I blew out, watching the smoke evaporate into the air. I felt his eyes on me, probably awaiting my response.

"Good man. I've made all the calls for the delivery tomorrow." I take a pause, "I don't trust Ravi. He's up to something and right now, I have a few concerns."

"You want me to have the men ready?" Javis asked.

"Yes, but not so he notices. I'm not going to be there for the switch, and I need to make sure the fucker puts the money in my account," I explained.

"The girl?"

"She's my toy. I'm going to enjoy fucking her up. I'll be busy for a while," I told him and walked back into the house.

Unable to control the urge, I hurried to the Delights room. She was waiting for me and I had no doubt she was trying to find a means of escape. Of course, there was no chance of that. Being restrained and not to mention my over-the-top security, would see to that.

Standing outside the room, I inhaled a deep breath and cupped my dick. "You're coming out to play, and hell, this one's pretty."

I opened the door and stepped inside to see the lights had been dimmed, giving it a cosy feel. I found her exactly where I wanted her, cuffed to the table, her face down and her ass facing me. My cock throbbed just at the sight of her. The blindfold had gone and she no doubt had a million and one things going on inside her head. She was ready to meet the real devil.

Taking off my jacket, I placed it on the back of the chair. I unfastened my cufflinks and rolled my shirt sleeves up my elbows. All the while keeping my eyes on that perfect ass. Hell, she was a sight and that was with her wearing clothes.

"What's your name?" I asked standing behind her and admiring her bikini bottoms that were clinging to her curved backside.

"Fuck you," she spat in temper.

"Okay, you have two options here; one, you be a good girl for me, or two, you spend the next five days tied to this bed whilst being fucked by my men."

"You mean be a whore?" She turned her head one way and the other, attempting to locate me.

"Basically," I say with a shrug. "But you do have the option of only having my dick. I'll be honest, I'm not sure how many men I have - thirty, forty maybe."

Her shoulders relaxed slightly and she released a long breath. "Felicita, my name is Felicita," she announced in a sweeter voice.

"Okay Felicita. I have a few ground rules for you to understand." I paced behind her. "Firstly, you only speak when asked too. You obey only me. You do as you're told and nothing else." I stood behind her and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head backward. She yelped out in pain. I placed my mouth to her left ear. "Do you understand?" I hissed.

"Yes, yes," she cried out, as I released her hair.

"Good. I have you for five days and in those five days you and I are going to get very acquainted. I'm going to be inside you more times than you've changed your knickers. And while you're here, I tell you what to wear. No questions asked, do I make myself clear?" I scorned, eager to make her aware I am the boss. I am excited to begin playing with my new toy.

"Yes."

"Good."

I ran my hand up and down her globes, cherishing her beauty before slapping my hand hard down on her backside, forcing her to jolt forward.

I pulled on the strings of her bikini bottoms, snatching them away and dropping them to the floor. I kneaded my hand over her bare, sexy ass and kicked at her feet so she was forced to part her legs.

"You really are a goddamn sight. Maybe we could play rampant rabbits, what do you say?" I tormented.

"Whatever."

"Pardon," I grimaced.

"Yes…" She bellowed out.

"Master, call me Master for now. Say it," I commanded her.

"Yes Master," she allowed the words to seductively slide off her tongue. Hell, my dick bounced in my trousers ready to be satisfied.

I covered my fingers in my own saliva and cupped her cunt, causing her to jump at the sudden intrusion. I slipped my fingers between her slick, wet, folds, sinking my middle digit into her depths as she squealed.

"You're one fucking hot girl. Fuck, I'm going to have fun with you."

My heart ached and for that one deep second, I thought about my actions and what she had been through with Ravi. I was certainly the devil, but he was a piece of shit.

Overwhelmed with emotion, I stepped back and considered her emotions and how earlier she'd appeared to be upset and scared. Maybe she was fucking playing me… and if that was the case, she'd be in serious trouble.

Unable to do what I had planned, I took steps further back from her with my dick throbbing in my trousers, but not tonight, not this time, even if the clock was ticking.

I collected my jacket from the chair and left the room, slamming the door behind me and feeling pissed off that I couldn't go through with it. Never had I experienced anything like this in my life. For a few seconds I stood outside the door and inhaled a deep breath to gather myself.

"Boss?"

"Untie her and make sure she's comfortable for the night," I ordered Javis.

"Of course."

I glanced back at the door, aware Felicita was in there naked and so beautiful. I feared my plans were about to go out the window, but getting close to her like I craved, was out of the question.

Five fucking days.