Episode 1

I am Dante Rossi, the CEO of Rossi Exports. I rule the company and my underworld dealings with an iron fist. I am known as unbeatable and I don't usually forgive mistakes. There are no second chances with me. If you screw up, it's over. That's how it is in the mafia. We are swallowed whole when we leave room for error and we are affected by every thoughtless act.

I was in my office when Fernando arrived, informing me that I had a meeting with the company lawyer. Alessia is a feisty woman, an excellent professional, and heir to the Romano family fortune. She's also my friend... a friend with benefits, let's say. Her father and mine have been friends for many years, and since she's an only child, she inherits everything. Not that it matters much to me, as I have much more than she does, and I'm not interested in anything other than a good fuck.

"I'm going there now, Fernando. Have them bring coffee to the meeting room," I said as I left my office and headed for her office. I noticed the whispers and giggles as I walked past and I knew those girls wanted me. Whenever someone catches my eye, I take them to bed. I've never been told no in here and I believe it will never happen. They want the moment and the money.

My team was made up of unbeatable men and sensual women. Some served me in other ways, too. My rule is to never forget protection, as some aim to bear my heir and get a nice pension, or even marriage. They think I'm an idiot, but that would never happen. They've tried to pin children on me before, and I've done several DNA tests. As I was always certain that no child was mine, I don't make that mistake.

I entered the meeting room and found her seated. Alessia is a femme fatale: determined and powerful, no time for small talk, straight to the point.

"Good morning, how are you Dante?" she asked me, and my eyes immediately fell to her breasts, practically bursting out of her top. She always wore low necklines and tight clothes. It was her style. Not what I was looking for in someone to stay by my side.

"Alessia, I'm fine and you look divine. How's your father?" I replied cordially, and asking after her father, she quickly replied,

"We're fine. Let's get down to business." She was direct. I sat in my chair, looking over the papers I had to review.

We sat down at the table and I picked up the papers I wanted her to sign and review. I saw the girl come in with the coffee and didn't acknowledge her. I was focused and saw that she left quickly, too.

"I need this paperwork all organized. That the judge signs this authorization today. You know me, no room for error," I said firmly, because I didn't accept failure from them and she was always aware of that.

"Right, boss. Now, down to business." She got up and locked the office door. She turned to me and started to slowly lift her dress.

"We have at least 15 minutes before your next meeting. I want to feel you," she said as she pulled my chair to the side and knelt in front of me. She put her hands on the button of my pants, then pulled down the zipper and the elastic of my underwear, exposing my cock.

I liked the thing I had with her, because there was no obligation. It was just raw, deliciously rough sex.

Alessia started to suck me off, looking into my eyes the whole time. I ran my hand through her hair and began to dictate my rhythm. She was very experienced in pleasing a man and knew what to do. Soon I came in her mouth. She liked it rough and so did I.

She got up after swallowing every last drop and straightened her dress to leave, but I wasn't about to let her leave without giving her pleasure. I pulled her arm and brought her to me. I kissed her neck and pushed her onto my desk. I lifted her dress and quickly put on a condom. I always had one in my desk drawer. Soon I entered her and started to thrust. She came to me with her hair loose, because she liked it when I pulled it. She took her hand to her intimacy, seeking to quickly achieve her pleasure. Alessia bounced on me tirelessly. I pulled her hair and slapped her ass. She liked it and asked for more. I gave another slap, reaching my climax, and she came with me. Now she could leave happy. Nothing like starting the day with a hot and fast fuck.

"It was good doing business with you, honey. Will you be at the governor's gala?" she asked me, fixing her briefcase and getting ready to leave. She looked like the same femme fatale as before, unshakable.

"Yes, I'll be there. I hope to see you there. Send my regards to your father," I said, and she nodded, opening the door and leaving, swaying provocatively.

I waited a few minutes and got ready to leave the office. I found Fernando coming in and he said:

"These business meetings are very productive, right? I heard the slaps." Fernando was my younger brother, my vice president and underboss. He was more lighthearted than I was, but just as lethal.

"You're such a voyeur. You were watching the cameras, weren't you?" I said, amused. I wasn't worried about other people seeing that, because I wasn't jealous. My performance was quite interesting and anyone who saw that would know it.

"Our father is in your office. He wanted to come to the meeting room to say hello to dear, sweet Alessia, old friend Diogenes Romano's daughter. I convinced him that the meeting couldn't be interrupted. Imagine him seeing sweet Alessia, who he watched grow up, sucking you off like that, and worse, naked." He said, and I agreed. My father wanted me to marry Alessia, but she's been with a lot of people. The sex is good, but to be by my side in charge, she has to be someone who accepts her husband's orders, not someone with the same temper as him. Not to mention, I had my doubts about her emotional stability, but that's a matter for another time. I've seen her lose her temper on several occasions with clients and soldiers. Not to mention she treats her employees deplorably. I'm already like that. My future wife will have to be different.

I entered my office and my father was having coffee. I took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and wash my hands quickly, and when I came out, the girl had left my coffee and gone out.

"Son, was my dear Alessia here? I wanted to say hello to her. Too bad the meeting couldn't be interrupted." My father was already 70 years old and was getting weaker. Despite being ill and even with the diagnosis of dementia, he came to the company at least once a week, but it was always just to observe. My mother passed away a year ago and he suffered greatly. We all did, but he married her when she was 18 and lived 40 years by her side. Her death brought devastation and pain. He gave up his position and I took care of everything. The nurse who took care of him at our house also visited my room and showed great care for my father, at least in front of me. And I know my father didn't like her, but I didn't see anything to discredit her.

"Yes, Dad. She came to get the paperwork for the bids and take it to the governor to sign today," I replied calmly. My father is my example, my point of reference, and I respect him. Seeing his suffering, I realized that I don't want to get married. I don't want to lose someone I love and share the joy of living with. We had each other and we would take good care of him.

"Shall we have lunch together, Dad?" asked Fernando, and he agreed. The nurse came in to give him his medicine and looked at me, smiling. She had been his nurse for a year and took care of my mother before she died.

"Good morning, Mr. Dante, Fernando. Let's go, Mr. Leonardo, take your medication," she told my father, who didn't seem to want to hide the fact that he didn't like her. My brother reprimanded him, thinking it was an aftereffect of dementia.

"Talia, you can let us take my father home later. You're dismissed. Ask the driver to take you to the mansion." She smiled. She wasn't wearing a uniform and she had a driver. She was opportunistic and longed for a life like that, so she enjoyed what she had very much and still earned a great salary.

The three of us went out to lunch and then took care of some mafia business.

There were always rats and traitors. The council was pressing me for a wife, and for my brother too. Fathers came in droves to offer me a wife, but if I married, it would be to someone I chose, for my own pleasure, not for the mafia. After all, I'm the one who will sleep with her, not the association.

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