THE MAFIA'S POSSESSION

It was all new to Bella. A new school, a new state and a new dad. It might have as well as been a new her but then, it had always been just her, nerdy Bella whose world was wrapped up around her imagination. It must have been creepy how vivid her imagination might have been and the things she does, but then, Bella would always be Bella. As she walked towards the gates of the school, which would mean her last days in high school, she could feel her shy gait creep in, so she pushed off her mind everything and imagined herself. a queen walking proudly towards the gates of her bedroom, which had within it the most beautiful man as her king, little did she know she laid in wait for her cause she had happened to bump into someone; waking from her half daydream, she was shocked as two broad cold shoulders greeted her, Bella was barely 5’2 but standing in front of her was a huge 6'2 frame and by all ramifications endowed. When he turned to face her, Bella could feel herself wet in the pants, damn!!! The man was simply handsome and hot. She nearly slipped back to her day day-dream when his thunderous voice brought her back to normality. He had this serious angry glint in his wicked eyes.'Eyes I hope would be filled with naughty imaginations of what to do with me. Snap out of it. He's obviously pissed’, she found herself thinking. Bella muttered a sorry excuse for her mistake but the man was definitely not buying it and then he simply took off his suit jacket which was stained with her red lipstick. Red lipstick on a white suit!!! No wonder her mind was not at peace when she chose that color, but then she giggled, which clearly infuriated him the more. "Think it's funny huh, very well then…” he bent closer, pulled her name tag and said, "I'll be keeping this, miss. Get this jacket cleaned and organized by the morning and get it to me. Here's my card.” She was getting ready to blast him but then he turned and said, " Don't even think of running away, cause I will find you, I'll be hanging on to this,” he waved her tag and, with a short smile, turned and left. Gosh, she would kill for that smile, but then reality dawned on her. She stared at the card, it had his name and address. Including his phone number, but then again, how could she get in trouble on her first day at school? Worse still, this suit was not an ordinary one. This was one was obviously expensive. Bella broke down crying silently but then got up, picked up the suit and card and headed home. The name on the card read, 'JAY MARTIN ' definitely not someone she wanted to find out what he'd do to her, not with all the power he yielded except something of the naughty sort. "Oh snap out of it Bella !!!" she told herself. ************************************************************* Jay Martins smiled as he got into his car, knowing just how devilish he could be. He knew very well that the frail young woman would not be able to get that suit clean. It was one of the highest quality suits and definitely needed the services of a special laundry machine to get it clean to avoid creasing or burns. But despite everything, he gave the suit to her. He had earlier found it hard to control himself in front of her, the scent of her cheap perfume kept drawing him to her, her chocolate-colored skin could do well with oil and then some tonguing. So many things he wanted to do with her but he was going to make it hard on her. Getting to his office, he browsed her on f*******: and was shocked at just how few friends she had, and so few likes. He was angry people didn't see what he saw in that frail frame and, if fate permitted, he was going to show them just how much that frail frame could radiate power. But first, he was going to show her just how much power she held in her. Reading through her profile, he saw Annabelle Skye, a 19-year-old and a Gemini born. First, he had business to take care of before waiting for his hare to walk into the trap he was hatching. A perfect plan and a very perfect person. Jay Martins, a very young man who yielded a whole lot of power over everything and everyone he came in contact with. He was 26 and every inch a handsome man; at least the ladies thought so and so did the magazine covers. He was divorced after his ex-wife had tried to get him killed so she could control his empire, but instead of having her killed, he sent her away far away and had spent the rest of his life as a big-time player, which was why seeing Bella intrigued him; it left him curious to whether he had the same power over her as she did him. He had not missed the angry glint in her eyes and he knew he had to show her her place lest she overstep, but still he wondered if he had successfully scared away this dream woman, but time was all that would tell. He was still lost in thought when his friend Alfredo came in with news of the recent exchange. Alfredo could tell his friend was obviously distracted and this was quite unusual. Knowing Jay, he was not someone you find distracted by anything. He was usually calculated and Alfredo had to hope and wish that whatever distractions he had did not pose a threat to the business, because that's all that mattered. Alfredo had to call his attention seriously, and when he saw that the conversation was going nowhere, he found a way to end it, leaving it off for another day, but for him, hoping it was not a woman's problem, because he remembered the last time with Stella.