Dare To Kiss The Heartless Billionaire

"Boss.. We've found you the traitor."

Those were Jan's words from the other line; he was one of Jandrix's trusted men. Jandrix let out a deep sigh upon hearing this. He wasn't sure whether to be pleased that another traitor would be removed from the group, or saddened because another offense would be added to his list of sins. He chuckled at the thought, unsure if there was even room for more misdeeds on his growing list.

"X, baby, where are you going?" came the voice of the naked woman beside him. The woman was Megan Monroe, one of the hottest international celebrities in Hollywood. He had met her in one of his underground casinos. She smiled at him, he slept with her. That was the purpose of women for him, to give him pleasure. After his desire was sated, it was lucky if he even acknowledged them. And Megan Monroe, no matter how wealthy, famous, and goddess-like she was, he was discarding her like a hot potato. He was done with her. He had explored every inch of her body.

"I'm leaving. I'm sure you know how to find your way out, baby.." Jandrix replied as he buttoned up his clothes. His eyes roamed over the alluring body of the superstar. He hadn't been mistaken; she was wild in bed, and she had a tongue and mouth that worked perfectly with his desires. He bit his lip as he recalled the sensation. But no, his desires were no longer responding. He was absolutely finished with her. A woman could only ignite his passion once, and once it was over, he had to find another.

"Oh, you're kidding me darling, you're so cute.." Megan replied with a grin, touching her own breast in an attempt to entice him.

"I'm not kidding. I have never been cute my entire life....I'm dangerous." He grinned, but there was a fierceness in his eyes.

Megan was rendered speechless. She clenched her hand and shakily reached for the blanket to cover herself.

"As soon as I'm out, you have an hour to leave this place. Otherwise, I'm afraid we'll have to announce tomorrow that we had a suicide case here...." he leaned to Megan and breathed into her ear. ".. in the name of Megan Monroe."

The woman was wearing a very deep red lipstick, yet her paleness and fear were still very evident.

Jandrix's men found the traitor in his group in a cheap bar in New York. Many young people were present, and Jan even informed him that the teenagers had to force the traitor into the place. It was a soul-wrenching sight. It felt satisfying to eliminate people like them; it lessened the sins. He arrived with a few personal bodyguards. He never left his house without his entourage. With his business and the kind of person he was, there were not just a thousand people who harbored resentment towards him, wanting to take him down, but even more. Of course, he was completely capable of protecting himself, he just probably didn't want to break a sweat, especially with the numerous legal and illegal ventures he was involved in.

He entered a private room in that disco bar. He found the traitor bound, with his face and body covered in blood from the relentless beating inflicted by his men. He could guess who had done the most damage among his men... it was Ares. He was the most brutal of them all.

"Boss," Ares spoke. Jandrix nodded. He placed his shoe on Sawyer's neck, who lay sprawled on the ground. "Mr. Sawyer, I thought we had a very good relationship. I can't help but wonder why you betrayed me all of a sudden," he emphasized by pressing his shoe on Sawyer's neck.

"Doc.. Boss...??" Mr. Sawyer's eyes widened as they locked onto Jandrix's face. It was the first time he had seen his face. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I have been very loyal to you for the past four years, I didn't intend to betray you. I was just caught in the middle. Senator Allen Ford threatened to kill my whole family if I don't cooperate--"

His words were cut off as Jandrix applied more pressure on his neck. Senator Allen Ford, the senator he despised, who did nothing but hunt down all his illegal gambling operations across America. Recently, the FBI had raided one of his wealthy clients who was fond of purchasing stolen jewelry at auctions. The English government had recognized a necklace he bought in a black market auction, for reasons unknown. Now, the traitor was in front of him. And he had plenty of ideas on how to kill him.

"Sorry? I lost a very good client because of you. I don't accept sorry, Mr. Sawyer. I know nothing about it. I do punishment. I do torture," he motioned to Ares. Ares knew exactly what was appropriate for someone as talkative as Sawyer, so he handed him a sharp knife.

Two of his men held the traitor's head and exposed his tongue. He cut the man's tongue without hesitation. That's how ruthless Jandrix Alexis DiMarco was. He didn't just kill people who opposed him; he tortured them until they begged for death.

He wiped his hands with a white handkerchief. "Ares, take good care of Mr. Sawyer. I bet he needed medication, he accidentally cut his tongue." The opposite of what he meant. Ares understood that well. He turned to Jan. "What I'm asking you. What's the latest on Allen Ford's profile?" he said in Russian.

they walked out of the room leaving the soon-to-be dead meat traitor with Ares and the rest of his group. "I have hacked the hidden files of international security but I have not found anything about Senator Ford's personal life. he's too smart, what he released in the media that he's single, has no children and no family, that's all that's written on his profile." Jan answered in Russian as well.

"God damn it!" Jandrix snapped. That Senator cannot be without weaknesses. He owes her too much, she won't let him go unrequited. He won't kill her, what he wants to do is destroy her brain. He knows that this senator is straight, there are no illegal activities. But it is also not hidden from his knowledge that Ford's intestines are also obstructed. it also kills people, civilians, for the sake of the security of the majority.

Because Jandrix's syndicate group was too big in America, the senator was obviously threatened. So it does everything, to bring him down. Jandrix just laughed. even though the Senator is twice his age, he is three times smarter than him. He will find a way to torture Ford.

He didn't want to attract a lot of attention so Jandrix was forced to walk through the middle of the dancing young people at the bar. he just didn't expect a woman with long black hair to fall on his shoulder. It smelled like alcohol, and it was obvious that he couldn't control himself.

His personal bodyguard was about to pull him but he stopped him. for some reason the woman smells so fuckin good, he can feel his pants tightening just by the scent of her.

"Miss.." he said.

"Uhmm.." shit the woman moaned which made her situation even worse. Her breast brushed on his chest, while her hair was on his mouth. when the woman looked up at him, his system went off. Fuck.

She's a fuckin goddess.

Her eyes saw perfect eyes, a sharp nose and mouth-watering lips. right there and then he wanted to flip her and fucked her from behind real hard she would scream all the names of the sex goddesses in history.

"Uhm.." the woman also stared at him. But it's unlikely that his eyes can see her properly because they are so drunk. "You smell good. You're also handsome.." she grabbed his jaw, before she fingers reached his lips he stopped her. because he might not be able to stop when that happens. He's not so fond of public sex anyway. he's Filipino? he spoke Tagalog. She thought it was also American, only with black hair. " I'm sad. And alone....care to dance with me honey? Please.. Make me happy even just for tonight.."

a meaningful grin appeared on Jandrix's lips. He grabbed the woman's waist and firmly pressed her soft body to his body and to the prostrate manhood. "Make you happy? Well, you came to the right person.."

They started to dance, sensually. the kind of dance only horny couple would do. His hands were all over the strange woman's body. He knew what he was doing was dangerous, so he made sure he could get his hands on everything on her body that could be used for weapons. even though he is hypnotized by the beauty of this woman, he can't let his guard down.

It's clean. There are no weapons on the body. Except for the addictive shape of the body that makes him lose his sanity.

"Let me kiss you, baby.." he said. At the same time he claimed her lips. his suspicions were right, her lips were as delicious as his looks. Delirious, intoxicating. He buried his own tongue in her sweet lips. She was wearing a tight fitting dark red dress. He loosened her zip at the back so he could cup her creamy breast. She moaned in pleasure.

no one's watching. Everybody was doing their own thing in the dancefloor. So I did mine too.

"Are you enjoying it, does it feel good?" he whispered in the woman's ear.

When he nodded, he didn't think twice. he lifted the hem of her skirt and put his hand under the woman's panties.

"Fuck. You're making me crazy, you're shitty wet already!" He was blushing from the urge to take the pet out and insert it into his slippery hole. "God damn it, you're so tight, I know you're no longer a virgin, but I'd like to think that you still are.."

"I am..." the woman whispered in between their kisses.

"Let's get the shit out of here, I wanna fuck this tight little hole so badly now darling..." he said while letting his finger slide in and out of her wet sex.

"It's not possible.." Jandrix replied to his disappointment. His jaw tightened and the woman's hair was tangled.

"You can't just arouse a man and say no after...you're coming with me. Or I'll kill you..."

Alyssa's POV:

"What am I doing? Acting like a sex-starved stranger in front of a stranger?" There was a hint of danger when he said he'd kill me. In a different circumstance, I might have willingly complied with his demand. I'm not submissive, but this man's extraordinary charm and power were something an ordinary woman like me couldn't resist. I gathered all my willpower just to suppress the earthly desires he stirred deep within me, especially between my thighs. I was here for a mission. I must not forget that.

The hardships I endured just to get to this place were no joke. I was looking for a man, an underground black market surgeon. He's the best in the world, but also by far the most dangerous, elusive, and expensive doctor. I spent months studying the world he operated in. I've even negotiated with some high-ranking syndicate leaders just to gather concrete information and gain entry into his world. This wasn't the right time to stray from my path.

I saw the masked man leaving the private lounge. I know what he did. He killed someone inside that small room. I've heard that the fierce wolf only emerges from his den when he's about to kill. Only those who are about to die have the privilege of knowing his real identity behind the mask. It's him! Definitely.

"Dr. Wolf..." I whispered. The man who still had me wrapped around his finger tightened his grip. I forced myself to look into his eyes, and I regretted it instantly. His eyes were a mesmerizing shade of blue-green, utterly captivating like an unbreakable spell. Even though I was drunk, I knew his face was the most perfect one I'd ever seen in my entire life. I wanted to see his face again, to feel the warmth of his embrace and the strength of his entire body against mine, but in a different situation and a different place.

"SSSssshh. This place is full of cold-blooded criminals. The Masked Wolf himself is here. Don't do anything that could draw their attention," I found myself confessing to the godly stranger. I didn't want him to get involved in any potential crimes inside this bar. Suddenly, I felt the need to protect him.

"Who are you...?" the man whispered.

"You don't need to know my name..."

"Oh honey, I need to..." His grip suddenly tightened. "You said this place is full of criminals, what makes you think I'm not one of them?"

The color of his captivating eyes darkened. They were much more green than blue now. I knew he just wanted to know my name. I was sure he wasn't a member of the syndicate. After months of studying the underground world in this part of America, I recognized almost all the prominent faces in the syndicate. "If you weren't this handsome, I might have believed you were a criminal." I was certain he didn't understand me. "There's no way a face as angelic as this can be the devil..." For the last time, I let my fingers glide over the stranger's cheek. It felt like heaven.

"A devil can wear an angel's clothing too..." he said, staring at me intently. "Besides, he used to be an angel and God's favorite..."

I grinned meaningfully at him. "Kill me. If you're the devil, kill me now. Blame me, I don't mind going to hell if you're the devil?" I reached for his mouth. It was slightly open and moist, he tasted really good and addicting. I need to walk away from him, before my plans for tonight get even more messed up.

When I released his lips, I noticed the arrival of some uniformed police officers at the bar. They must have caught wind of the crime that happened and rushed in. Chaos ensued all around. My dancing partner also forgot about me when his companions called for him. As he let go of me, that was the moment I had been waiting for. I quickly disappeared amidst the crowd that was still gathered on the dance floor.

I need to fulfill my mission. I need to talk to Dr. Wolf. I expected him to head to this part of the dock where the large ships were docked, hoping to evade the police he anticipated would come. But I couldn't see any of his henchmen around. It didn't take long for the police to arrive.

What is this! That's why the cunning doctor changed his plans. He won't just let himself be caught like that. He outsmarted the law enforcers again. I hid behind the large barrels in that area. I couldn't afford to be seen by the police, or I might get caught up in the investigation. I had to climb up a tall truck to hide up high. My clothes were a waste, and they were expensive. They tore because of my rushed running and hiding. I still haven't had a chance to talk to Dr. Wolf! I felt frustrated, because if the police hadn't intervened, that doctor-mafia leader would not have changed his plans! Now, I'm back to square one.

I'll just have to wait for the Masked Wolf of the underground world to show up again.

Suddenly, my cellphone, which was attached to my thigh, vibrated.

"Alyssa, have you talked to him?" the voice on the other end said.

I clenched my teeth.

"Give me a few more days, please..."

"You're running out of time."

Damn. I know.

Jandrix's POV:

"Did you find her?" I immediately asked my men as one of them returned and sat in front of the car I was hiding in.

"I'm sorry, Boss. We followed her. She's a little concerning though; she knew the original escape route of the Masked Wolf. She even went there looking for you... and then she's gone. Even the police didn't see her. We had to go back; we cannot stay longer than necessary or we might compromise ourselves with the police."

I clenched my fists in frustration. Just one woman, just one woman managed to slip away from my sight and from the sight of my men? Irritated, I punched the side of the car.

"We'll find her!" one of my men assured, noticing my sudden flare of temper. Tch. That woman seems to know a lot about the Masked Wolf. It seems she's also hiding many secrets.

"That woman, I think she's secretly following me and keeping tabs on my whereabouts. You know I can't sleep with the thought of somebody trying to invade my privacy. So, you know what to do. Bring her to me alive if you can, but if she resists, get rid of her," I ordered my men calmly yet firmly. I had great trust in them. I knew they would bring that woman back to me. She knew about the existence of Dr. Wolf. She even knew he's the famous Masked Wolf, the leader of the biggest syndicate organization in the whole United States. I smirked, amused that she had been in my presence and didn't recognize me. Well, not one of my associates in this dirty world recognizes me. When I entered the deadly and dangerous world of underground crimes, I made sure to protect my identity as my most guarded secret.

I went by the name of Masked Wolf. My identity was unknown and untraceable. With the extent of the group I controlled and the number of men I had, aside from my personal bodyguards, only four people directly reported to me.

I called them Phantoms. Jan, Alec, Lee, and Ares. They were the core commanders of my entire syndicate. Their identities were elusive and ever-changing. All four of them could wear a mask and present themselves as Masked Wolf on any occasion. I was the big boss, the mastermind behind all the crimes. My Phantoms were my executors. They were also my frontline.

So, it wouldn't surprise me if Ares, one of my Phantoms, was known to that suspicious woman as Dr. Wolf. Whatever she needed from me, whatever her connection to the police who arrived at the crime scene, I needed to find out. I needed to see her again.

I dialed Jan's phone number. "I need you to organize a big black market auction in Dark Casino as soon as possible. Announce that I will personally host the event," I said while tapping my fingers on the side of the car's window. A meaningful grin played on my lips. If that woman is after me, I don't need to find her. She'll show herself voluntarily.

Alyssa's POV:

"This is interesting," my Chinese boss said with a sly grin. I handed him an envelope containing an invitation to a black market auction that would take place at the Dark Casino. The Dark Casino was the venue for almost all illegal auctions in America. The wealthiest businessmen from various countries would come here. Since the auction was illegal, it took place in the most secretive room inside the Dark Casino. The building itself was intricately designed; every guest entering had to wear a mask. There were numerous security personnel around, and every entrance leading to that room was guarded by multiple security doors and CCTV cameras. Not even a mouse could enter the room without getting burnt or electrocuted.

To gain access to that room, one needed to be a member of the Dark Society, have a net worth of at least half a billion dollars, and provide collateral to the management of the Dark Casino in case of betrayal. The collateral could be your own life or the life of someone dear to you. It depended on them which collateral they preferred.

What billionaire wouldn't be interested in becoming a member when the vault of the Dark Casino contained various intriguing items from different countries? From stolen paintings, antiques, century-old books, to crime evidences. Yes, even evidence of illegal activities that could potentially reach the police could be bought at the auction.

Take Mr. Choo, my boss for instance. He's a notorious smuggler from China. He kept all his transaction records, his clients, and his allies in what he called his Sin Book, which was stolen from him. The book surfaced at the auction, so he was compelled to become a member of the Dark Casino. He put his daughter's life on the line as collateral. Some of his rivals in the business attempted to buy the Sin Book from the auction, so he spent a generous amount just to win its bid. Looking at Mr. Choo now, he didn't regret joining. He enjoyed collecting expensive items that were only available in the black market.

His membership in the Dark Casino was the reason why I joined this syndicate. I am one of his personal bodyguards, and I am the most trusted among them all.

"You'll escort me to this auction, right? It's gonna be fun, Alyssa. I wonder if they're selling the recently lost porcelain vase of the Princess of Monaco. I heard it has a treasure map hidden in its intricate designs," he said, followed by a hearty laugh.

I simply nodded. I had no idea about that porcelain vase, and frankly, I didn't care. I smirked to myself, having heard that Masked Wolf would be hosting the auction. It was my chance to face him. It wouldn't help me if the auction went smoothly as planned. I needed to create a scene, to grab the headmaster's attention. I would start planning now for what needed to happen.

Jandrix's POV:

"The police secured the CCTV footage from that bar, so we haven't got any," Jan, who was seated across from me, said as he sipped his tea inside the private lounge located underground in one of my mansions here in New York. Only four of my four thousand men have access to this room.

I glanced at Ares and Lee, who were facing the dartboard and competing. The game was useless for both of them; their wrists were perfect, so there would be no loser if there was no cheating. I returned my attention to Jan.

"Don't tell me about the annoying stuff. Get into details Jan, I know you have done something about it already."

"Oh. Of course." He smiled at me, then took out a small disc and inserted it into the laptop in front of him. "I hacked into the police's records. I distorted their copy and got us our own. The woman you're trying to find out about is here." He turned the laptop towards me. The monitor displayed a very beautiful yet intriguing face of the woman in red. I studied her face closely. Even in a picture, she had the same effect on me. I couldn't even look away. The woman had intense black eyes, a straight nose, and beautifully carved lips. Just like a masterpiece. Even more beautiful and fascinating than the most valuable gem ever sold in my auctions. I closed my eyes, recalling how soft her entire body was, how responsive she was to every touch of my hand on her skin. How her lips alone could lead to the peak of ecstasy...

"She looks exactly like a precious and a very fragile crystal, isn't she?" Jan commented. "But she's venomous. All the curves of her beautiful face and body spell danger."

I furrowed my brow. That was the first thing I sensed from her aura. I couldn't afford to be wrong because my instincts were strong in all matters. But Jan, he hadn't faced this woman, so he knew if he had any evidence to support his claims. After all, when it came to documents and gathering information, he was the most reliable for me.

"Her name is Alyssa Fay Cabrera. She's a Filipina. She was born and raised in the Philippines. But because of her exceptional talent in school, she became an exchange student here in New York a few years ago. She's an orphan; her stepmother was living with her in a small apartment sponsored by the Government. She was living a normal life until recently when her mother was involved in a tragic car accident."

"What a pity... but what does all this have to do with her being in that bar and disappearing like thin smoke?"

Jan continued, "She's looking for you."

"Tell me something I don't know, Jan. Of course, I've realized that already."

"She's not looking for you because you're the crime leader or something as extravagant as that. She was merely looking for you because you're a great doctor, Masked Wolf. You're the only surgeon in town who can heal her dying mother."

I raised an eyebrow at what I heard. "Really?"

"There's a very tiny pin inserted in her mother's head causing her to be in a state of coma. It has to be removed, otherwise, she'll die. But the operation is very complicated. Only a miracle doctor can perform it without killing the patient in the process. That's why she needs you."

"Wait. How can an ordinary foreign student like her know about my existence? Isn't it a little disturbing?"

Jan scratched his neck. "Recently, right after the accident, she's been in contact with an unknown person. This person has been giving her all the information and all the instructions she needs to get to you."

"What's the motive? And who is this unknown person? Why did he or she choose an inexperienced student like Cabrera to go after me?"

Jan sighed. "I don't know, Jandrix. I can't track where the call is coming from. But I have a bad feeling that someone powerful is behind all this."

"What does this lady know about me so far?"

"Nothing much. She doesn't know you. Her idea of the Masked Wolf is Ares. She thinks it's Ares."

"But we can't be more complacent. You know how much I value the anonymity of my identity, Jan. Let's not take this casually. I need you to continue monitoring that woman; she'll most likely show up at the auction."

"She's currently working as Mr. Choo's personal bodyguard. How she got tangled with the famous Chinese Mafia, I also don't have an idea. A lot of information still doesn't match up."

I sipped my tea while working on the details he gave me. I turned to Alec. "Alec, you'll be in charge of the whole security system and personnel at Dark Casino on the day of the auction. I need you to focus on this woman." I faced him towards the laptop monitor.

Alec nodded slowly, holding his favorite deadly pen.

"Ares, you'll be the Masked Wolf. And Lee, Mr. Choo will be our special guest that night. I need you to try and kill him."

Lee froze in his stance at the dartboard. "Try? You want me to try or you want him dead?"

"Don't put too much effort into it. I just want you to try."

"I might miss and kill him for real."

I grinned. "Well then, I guess we can call it the work of fate then."

I don't know why I worry about this pitiful lady so much. I guess I just want to see her again and kill her like she told me to do last night. Or maybe, I just want to see her, period.

My attention was snapped back when my cellphone rang.

"Dr. Jandrix Alexis Dimarco, one of your patients is in critical condition. We need you here in 30 minutes. Please come over."

"I'm on my way," I replied.