Episode 3

As a child, I was raised by a family of mobsters, who molded me to be well-regarded by society, and a major mobster behind the scenes.

Today I am 32 years old and I command a multinational advanced technology company, and also the largest cartel in Miami. I am ruthless, cruel, obstinate, and extremely methodical. I lead a very high-profile life. I end up having many confrontations over territory with rivals, but they all end up bleeding at my hands. I never play around; I simply eliminate everyone who opposes me.

Today I discovered that my finance director was embezzling funds from my company to a tax haven. I invited him to lunch by my pool; after all, you don't eliminate a man without giving him his last meal.

One of my maids is serving us. I have no fear of taking any action in front of my servants because when they start working for me, it's as if they've made a pact of loyalty. Nothing that happens here leaves here, and if it does, they know the fate that awaits them.

After the meal, smoking a Cuban cigar, I question my director about the accounting discrepancies, and he even gets indignant and starts arguing with me.

Oliver__ A large amount of working capital is missing, Sebastian. How do you explain these discrepancies?

The man stares at me, frightened yet seemingly determined to make a fool of me.

Sebastian__ Mr. Bragança, I think the discrepancies are due to your accounting inability. After all, if you knew how to handle this part of the company, you wouldn't have a finance director.

I let out a scornful laugh and reply.

Oliver__ Don't push me, Sebastian. I am very skilled in everything I do, and to be fair, I had help from a professional accountant and a financial investigator, who traced your account in the tax haven.

The man looked at me with a face of revolt, spat on the ground, and said.

Sebastian__ That slut Sandra helped you, didn't she? I knew it wouldn't take long for that whore to fuck you to get promoted in the company.

I smiled at him, but before he could realize it, I drew my weapon and fired two shots into his head.

I stood up and called Hulk, my right-hand man and jack-of-all-trades, and ordered him to get rid of the body. And there was a maid there whose face I didn't even bother to look at. I ordered her to clean the blood off the floor and get rid of any evidence at that crime scene.

I left there and went straight to the company. I spent the whole afternoon there until nightfall. I left there in my car and went straight to my lover's house. She wasn't my lover because I was committed—after all, I'm single—but she had that title because she was the woman I fucked when I wanted to de-stress.

I arrived at the woman's house, sat on her sofa, took a fan of money in my hands, unzipped my pants, and said.

Oliver__ Darling, play your part and give me that sensational blowjob, because I need to cum to de-stress. Depending on your performance today, this fan of money will be all yours.

The bitch smiled maliciously at me, grabbed a bottle of champagne, knelt before me, and said.

Lover__ Close your eyes, my dear, I have a surprise for you.

I closed my eyes, but immediately the whore broke the bottle and thrust it into my abdomen. I quickly reacted by giving her a hard slap that sent the woman flying. I pulled out the bottle and felt that some shards had broken off and remained in me.

Hatred surged through me, and I went to the woman, grabbed her by the hair, and asked.

Oliver__ Why?

She, with terror in her eyes, was crying and spat in my face, replying.

Lover__ For revenge. You killed my father and my brothers. They were the heads of the Cardozas. So you destroyed my family, and I'll destroy you.

Feeling the sting of my wounds, I just smiled at her, hatred in my expression, and said.

Oliver__ I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to cripple you. You'll have to live with your failure, and you won't be able to be with any man. You made a choice, now face the consequences.

I throw her over my shoulder and break her spine, then throw the woman on her sofa, who screams desperately in pain. And to finish, I break her hands and feet. I threaten her and say that if she reports me, I'll go after her son. She cries in pain but agrees. I call an ambulance and leave the place, heading to the car.

I call Hulk to come pick me up. He arrives in less than ten minutes, as he's always nearby. I get home and remember I gave my doctor a vacation. I tell Hulk to call Liriam, who is my housekeeper and my eyes in this house. She looks at me with a sad expression, as Liriam is like a mother to me; she has taken care of me since I was a child.

She says she has a solution for my wound. I trust her, so I allow her to handle the matter. I ask Hulk to serve me a drink; I'm already feeling dizzy due to my blood loss.

Some time later, Liriam enters my room with a hot little redhead wearing a blouse that was transparent, allowing me to glimpse a bit of her silhouette.

I ask who that woman is and where she came from, and surprisingly, Liriam tells me she has worked for me for four years.

For a minute, I think I need to start paying more attention to my maids, especially hot ones like that. She seems a bit uncomfortable, so I ask her to come closer. She quickly examines my wound and asks Hulk to provide materials for my care. From her attitude, she will be a great doctor.

The young woman begins her procedures, until she sticks a needle in my stomach, which makes me grab her arm tightly and groan in pain. She remains focused. I start to feel relief, which makes me release her arm. She performs all the procedures, asks me to sit up, which I do, then she bandages me, explaining it's for better protection of my stitches.

As soon as she finishes, she prescribes some pain medication and antiseptics for the dressing, bids us good night, and leaves. As soon as she leaves, I ask Liriam to tell me everything about the young woman. She does so, telling me her entire life story, and also the complete investigation report on her, as everyone who works for me is investigated prior to their hiring. Then I said.

Oliver__ Liriam, starting tomorrow, I want Selena taking care of me personally. I believe she will be a great doctor, and she will be my private doctor; she just doesn't know it yet.

The lady looks at me with hopeful eyes, but I would never have anything serious with a maid. I just want a good fuck, but I don't need to expose this to Liriam, who is crazy for me to have a relationship and children, family—all that usual nonsense.

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