Pleasing His Boss

PROLOGUE

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LYOSHA

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I couldn't see anything, I was blindfolded. I couldn't move my limbs, I was cuffed to the bed. I couldn't speak, I was gagged. She had me bound in more ways than one, and nothing else existed here but my desire to please her. My body was so attuned to hers that I felt her presence and then, I felt her touch. If it wasn't for the gag that prevented me from speaking, I would have begged for her to end my torture and give me the pleasure I badly craved. I was so hard, and my whole body quivered.

Logically, I knew I should be afraid because I had seen the same hands that touched me so intimately right now, take so many lives effortlessly. I knew the pain that her hands could give. Yet, I leaned into her touch because I also knew the indescribable pleasure that would be my reward. She had warned me that I would get addicted, but she had been wrong. Now, it was more than an addiction, I needed her touch like I needed to breathe.

"You've been good, pet, and good boys get rewards." She whispered against my skin and I felt my erection leak precum.

I was in a vulnerable position, but I didn't care. My Mistress would take care of me, that was a fact I was one hundred percent sure of, I only needed to trust her. So I went against logic and surrendered to her, because... Her Wish Is My Command.

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Amandla walked through the dimly lit corridor, seething with a rage that could match the hottest furnace. She had been betrayed and blood would flow for it.

"We got your assistant at the airport. We also got her handler, the middle man between her and the real mastermind of all this. It seems that whoever hired her decided that she was a loose end that needed to be tied up and the man was sent to do the job and kill her. He had backup, two guys, one escaped but the other got a bullet to the head." Marquis spoke as she got to him.

"Gloves." She said and black leather gloves that matched her all black outfit was handed to her.

"Were you able to find the identity of the dead one?" She asked as she put on the gloves and flexed her fingers.

"He was a mercenary and we suspect the one that escaped is one too. They aren't allied with any of the other Mafia families, they were just goons for hire. Her handler is the only one that could lead us to the person or people behind it. Your assistant doesn't seem to know much, she just received money for the job so she did it."

"I will find out what we need from whichever one has the knowledge. The name of the handler?" She asked.

"He is known as Bosco, but his real name is Dante. He was a Petronelli soldier, very low in the food chain. He tried to get a better position by selling them out to their rivals, the Torres. They handed him back to the Petronellis to execute since he's one of theirs." He replied.

"At least they put their feud aside to handle rats the way they should be handled." she said.

"He escaped while he was being transported and disappeared after that."

"He doesn't have the connections to pull that kind of stunt. Whoever helped him must have wanted him to survive to pull off this Sheila Shenanigan." She said.

"He's bold, gotta give him that."

"Stupid is more like it. No one is to inform the Petronellis that their snitch is in my custody. Unlike the Torres, I won't be handing him over. I will deal with him as I see fit."

"As you wish." He almost felt sorry for their prisoners, especially Sheila, she should have known better. She had worked with them for a few years, had seen what was done to traitors, yet she had somehow thought she could get away with it.

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"Hello Sheila." Amandla said as she walked into the room where the woman was tied to a chair, Bosco was in the same position beside her.

Sheila began to tremble and she tried to speak but her voice was muffled by the gag in her mouth. Bosco was still unconscious beside Sheila, slightly bent over with his hair over his face.

"Remove the gag, and wake that one, this isn't a Hotel." She ordered and someone in the room moved immediately.

Bosco jolted with a gasp as ice-cold water was poured on him.

"You finally decided to join us your majesty."

She said sarcastically.

His eyes were unfocused for a few seconds then he realised where he was.

He began to struggle to free himself and the chair squeaked as it scraped against the floor.

Muffled words came through his gagged mouth as his chair was held down so it would stop making grating sounds.

Amandla gestured for his gag to be removed when he finally stopped struggling.

"Let me go." He said and Amandla chuckled.

"That's really the first thing that came to your head and out of your mouth?" Amandla asked as she leaned on the wall and folded her arms.

"I'm not scared of you, you have no reason to keep me here." Even as he made that declaration, his eyes darted around looking for a possible way of escape.

"Oh really?" Amandla quirked her brows.

"If you want a reason, you tried to kill my assistant." Amandla said and Sheila's eyes widened as she turned to look at the man.

"You don't honestly think you're important to whoever paid you to betray me, do you?" She asked Sheila before returning her attention to Bosco.

"And do you really think I need a reason to keep you here Bosco?" Amandla asked and he snorted.

"I was hired to off the bitch. She's not even important to you else she wouldn't be tied up here, so let me go." He said.

"You don't give the orders around here. And your attempted murder of Sheila is not the reason you're here and you know it."

"I don't know what you're talking about." He said nonchalantly, trying to feign a calm he didn't feel.

"If it's what you want, then I'll spell it out for you. First, you tried to snitch on the Petronellis, then you disappeared. Next, you got my assistant to work for you."

His eyes widened for a second before he schooled his features and donned his mask of nonchalance. It was too late though, she had gotten the reaction she wanted.

"Surprised I know your background?" Amandla smirked.

"Your disappearance was impressive, so either you're just too good or, you had help. The latter seems more likely, but the Petronellis efforts at locating you were less than impressive, so maybe you are too good." She paused and he smiled smugly

"Not good enough to escape my people though." She said.

"They just got lucky." He seethed.

"Maybe. Or maybe you got sloppy, they saw an opportunity and seized it. Now tell me, who hired you to hire my assistant to get information or whatever else she was paid to do before she got caught?"

"I know nothing. And you have nothing on me except the Petronelli incident, you don't even have the right to touch me. I belong to them, so by law, I should be handed over to them." He said.

"I am the law around here. Besides, the Torres did that once and how did it turn out?" Amandla asked and his reply was a shit-eating grin.

"Such pretty teeth." She tsked.

"It's a shame you're going to lose them soon. Strap him to the table." She ordered and he was moved while he struggled and cursed viciously.

When he lay spread-eagled, she walked to him.

"Whoever has been helping you, or should I say using you, knows better than to trust you with any information that's actually important so I won't bother asking anything related to that. But, you almost got away with something of mine. I know you haven't given your employer the information Sheila sold to you, you most definitely kept it somewhere you consider safe so you could finish her off and then hand it over. Where did you hide it?"

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Bosco refused to speak, his eyes daring her to do her worst.

"I'm not going to ask again Bosco." She said as she cut through his clothes with a dagger.

"Fuck you." He cursed and Amandla smirked.

"I wonder how you'll be able to do that if I cut this off." She tapped his flaccid organ with the sharp edge of the blade and he tensed, his chest heaving.

"Don't worry, I'm not planning to kill you soon, no, I want this to last for a while so I won't cut it off... Yet." She said and the look of relief on his face as he heard her statement made her chuckle.

"You're still going to die Bosco, make no mistake about that. But, If you tell me what I want to know, I'll give you a quick death and Sheila will bear the brunt of my wrath. If you don't give me answers, I'll get what I want to know out of you one way or another, and Sheila gets the quick death."

"P.please Ms Ilias. I'm s.sorry, I.i'm so sorry. I don't k.know w.what came over m.me." Sheila hiccupped with tears streaming down her cheeks, her face red and swollen from crying.

"You should be sorry, Sheila." Her voice turned icy.

"In fact, I don't think you're sorry enough, I'll change that soon."

"T.they threatened my f.family, I... I was scared."

"That was when you were in too deep and you tried to get out. Even if that's the excuse you want to give, did you come to me? You know I protect what's mine." Amandla said to her.

"I didn't think..."

"Of course you didn't think Sheila. If you had used that brain of yours, you would be at your house right now, resting after a long work day. But you didn't think, you only saw the money and decided betraying me was the lesser evil. Greed, Sheila, that was what came over you, greed. Don't I pay you enough? No employee of mine can ever complain of being underpaid and you receive a double salary every month." She said and Sheila wailed louder.

"Enough with the theatrics Sheila, your weeping is going to give me a migraine. Don't make me cut out your tongue." Sheila quiesced immediately.

"Have you made your choice yet Bosco?" Amandla asked as she turned back to him.

"Like I said, fuck you."

"I was hoping you would choose the hard way." She grinned.

"I haven't had fun in a while."

Amandla moved the knife between his legs and positioned it the way she wanted.

He screamed as his anus was forcefully impaled with the sharp end of the knife.

She pulled out the now red knife to the tip and forced it in again.

"STOP! STOP PLEASE! STOP IT!" He yelled over and over.

"Why? I'm giving you what you wanted. You said and I quote 'fuck you'. That's exactly what I'm doing, Bosco. I'm fucking you." She didn't stop the thrusting motion, even as she spoke.

"Do you still want to go the hard way?" She asked and he spewed profanities at her. She stopped but didn't take out the knife. With her bloodstained hands, she picked up a vice like device.

"Wiggle your fingers and toes while you can Bosco, you're going to lose some, maybe all of them right now."

A while later, Bosco finally caved and gave her the location of the stolen files.

"L.let me g.go, I've told you everyt.thing." He said weakly, his voice hoarse from screaming.

"That wasn't a probability Bosco. I told you I would get what I want one way or another, you were only delaying the inevitable. You could have given me wrong info just to be free, I've sent some people to retrieve my files. I'll play with you for a while longer till they get there. Besides, you lost your chance to get a quick death."

About an hour later, when the information was confirmed to be accurate, what was left of a now dead Bosco was taken away.

Amandla walked towards Sheila whose face was drained of colour. She had soiled herself with urine and she reeked of vomit.

"P.please, please spare me." She sobbed with a look of trepidation, breathing like she had just run a marathon.

"P.please, I promise I won't... I won't d.do it again. I swear... I ... please."

"I know you won't try it again Sheila." Amandla cooed as she stroked the terrified woman's hair.

"Dead men –or women– tell no tales." She said and Sheila began to tremble.

"Don't worry, you're quite lucky actually. I had such wonderful plans for you Sheila. I envisioned multiple ways to wring the life out of you in the most painful of ways." She said as she played with Sheila's hair.

"But, I promised one person a quick death." She sighed wistfully.

"It could be my thanks to you for tying up a loose end for me, now I don't have to find a way to disguise your death. For all everyone knows, you're on a plane headed for a different country now after resigning." She pat Sheila's head and walked towards the door.

"Free her." She said and Sheila's eyes widened as her hands and legs were set free.

"Thank y..." Sheila stumbled and looked down to see a bleeding hole in her chest then looked up to see a gun in Amandla's hand and a smirk on Amandla's face.

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch." Sheila collapsed, gasping as she put her hand over the gunshot wound.

"Cut her up, I don't care where you dump the pieces." Amandla said and walked out.

"The one that got away at the airport, I want him found. He has probably gone into hiding by now, but I want him snuffed out of whatever hole he's in." She ordered as she took off her bloodstained gloves.

"Yes Boss. Do you want him alive?"

"I don't care what state he's in, dead, alive, maimed, whatever. If he's alive, he'll still end up dead, just find him."

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"Boss, you've got a call."

"I'm surprised he waited this long." Amandla took the phone from him as she walked to her office.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" She asked as she sat.

"Good evening Madrina." Domelo said with barely concealed ire.

He had made his displeasure known when she became the head of Famiglia Ilias. She had made her family the most powerful, inadvertently the unofficial head of all the other families and it would remain so if she had anything to say about it. No matter how much any of them hated it, there was nothing they could do about it.

"We received your... gift." Domelo said to her. The gift had been Bosco's remains in a wrapped box.

"Yet you don't sound happy, Domelo." She said as Marquis walked into her office, intentionally calling the man's name so her enforcer would know who she was speaking to. Marquis made a gagging gesture that might have made her laugh if Domelo Petronelli wasn't on the other end of the line. Marquis sat but didn't speak.

"You broke the law. He was supposed to be our kill, not yours." Domelo said to her.

"You let him slip through your fingers and he happened to trespass the wrong territory. I was well within my rights to do with him what I pleased. I sent him to you as a courtesy, I still don't see what the problem is."

"I demand retribution... as is the law." The latter was said as an afterthought, an excuse to justify his anger.

"Whoever delivered the killing blow must be handed over to us."

"If I find whoever it is, I will hand that person over to you." Amandla said to the man.

"What do you mean? You just admitted to killing him." Domelo said.

"Now when did I ever say that?" She tsked and Marquis smirked.

"You..."

"I said I sent him to you as a courtesy because like you said, he belongs to your family. My people discovered what was left of his mutilated corpse and that of my assistant. I'm willing to bet that the same person killed them both. I took care of mine and sent you yours when I could have easily disposed of them both. So tell me which law I broke exactly." She said and leaned on her chair

"You said he trespassed the wrong territory."

"But I never said it was my territory he trespassed, did I?" Amandla asked with a smirk that Domelo couldn't see.

"Then how do you know what caused his death?" Domelo asked. he was still trying to make her implicate herself with her words.

"An educated guess, did you not see the corpse? Whoever dealt with him must have been really pissed off." Amandla tutted.

"But, how did you know..."

"Are you trying to accuse me of something by any chance?" She asked and the line was silent for a split second

"N.no, I would never..."

"So where is my well deserved gratitude?" She asked and Marquis grinned

"Thank you Madrina. We appreciate the... kind gesture."

"I'm nothing if not magnanimous. If there's nothing else, goodbye Domelo."

She disconnected the call and Marquis laughed.

"He's probably destroying his office right now." Marquis said.

"He doesn't know how to pick his battles. Do you have the files?" She asked

"Yes, they were retrieved and we bashed some heads while we were at it. The week is looking great." She took the files in his hand and flipped through them.

"I wish I was the one that carved up the bastard though, watching was no fun."

"That two-timing rat." She said with furrowed brows, fists clenched in anger.

"What is it?" Marquis asked with a straight face.

"If he had succeeded in getting these to his employers, we would have been more than a little screwed. She got some really good stuff." She said and passed the files back to him.

"What should I do with these?" he asked.

"Burn them, they're just copies"

"And the originals?"

"I'll figure out a better way to keep our vital information away from prying eyes. She was able to get these because of her position, I will make sure that even that will not be enough to cause a leak in the future." She said and he nodded

"I lost a bet because of her. I was a hundred percent positive it wasn't her, Phineas told me I would lose."

"You should have listened to the man."

"So, about Petronelli..." Marquis trailed off.

"What about him?" She asked as she opened her laptop.

"You know he's going to betray you the first chance he gets."

"The enemy you know is better than an enemy disguised as a friend. He hates me and he knows I know that. But he also knows his place."

"Why not just kill him and be done with it?"

"He's still useful, and he hasn't betrayed me yet so he stays alive for now." He heard the note of finality in her tone so he didn't argue with her.

"Don't worry, when the time comes, he's all yours." She looked up from her laptop.

"That's if he doesn't get himself killed before then."

"You know something." He squinted his eyes with a suspicious look on his face.

"I know a lot of things." She shrugged.

"Petronelli is involved in something that could get him killed and you know what it is." He said and she smirked.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't."

"If I say pretty please, will you tell me?" Marquis asked.

"No."

"You know I'll disturb you till you tell me what it is." he said.

"And you know I'll ignore you till you get tired and eventually give up."

"And you know I won't get tired and I won't give up." He smirked.

"And you know I only tell you when it suits me, no matter how persistent you are." She said and he sighed.

"You're so uptight."

"And you're too nosy. Forget about Petronelli and check this out." She turned the laptop around to face him and he leaned forward.

"Whoa! That's almost double the initial offer. They really want that property, don't they?"

"Yes, and it's not the only property that's getting way too much attention. Check the others." He was silent for a few minutes as he went through the other files.

"Will you sell? They're really good offers." he said.

"No, someone is trying to buy my major real estate assets and I know there's an ulterior motive. They should have been more subtle, now I won't sell anyone at all.." She said and took her laptop from him.

"Whatever you need me to do, just let me know. For now, I'll leave you to it." He stood and left her office.

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