Billionaire gangster falls for a single Mom.

More actions than words.

Bravyn !

"Gainty, have you returned?" I asked over the phone, needing any kind of good news to cheer me up."Come over; I need you here right away".

"Yes, Boss, I will be there right away!" Gainty had replied, sensing a lot of impatience in his voice. He had tried to calm him down, but he couldn't listen to him.

I sat down and perused the file in front of me. It seemed there were some people who had not paid for their merchandise, and they were on their normal days. "How could this be happening and nobody is telling me about it? So everyone has started treating me like I don't have a voice or what!" He stomped on the Mahagoney desk, and it vibrated.

"Whatever it is, please calm down. I do not need your temper at the moment!" Gainty rushed in when he heard the vibration.

"Why haven't you notified me about the merchandise?" I shouted," Have you started sleeping at your job or have we become buddies that you don't care about what feeds you?".

"Which Mecherdise? The girls or the flour?" Gainty asked. He was confused about which merchandise he was talking about. In Ivy's hotel, girls that provide services to clients and drugs are all referred to as merchandise.

"Which one has issues?" Bravyn roared.

" Both have issues.I was about to tell you, but you sent me on an errand, and you are not calm; you rarely make correct decisions when in anger, so cool down and I will explain!" Gainty spoke with a soft, low voice.

"Are you planning to bring my company down? I am so disappointed in you. I used to trust you, but it seems you no longer care about my business or success!" I glared at him fiercely.

"I hope that girl is not the reason you are getting that anger out on me. It's not the first time people are behind on their payments, and they will still pay!" Gainty sat down and looked straight into his eyes.

"Her name is Shelby,and you will respect her. I hope when it's time to visit my parents, it will be a surprise!" I told him. He had a quick mouth, despite being a man, and he could collaborate with his parents to reject his heartbeat.

"God almighty, Brendan,that girl is driving you crazy!" Gainty shook his head. It was true that he was mad at being rejected, and he turned on him like he was his enemy.

"Yes, and you had better start liking her because if you don't, there are more outbursts like this to come your way!" I roared like the lion I was.

"You can't force me to do that; I am busy doing important things, and I can't indulge her!" Gainty said. His breath was steady, and he waited for my reply.

For a moment, I could not believe my ears. Gainty was defying my orders upfront. I hated him for that.I wanted to send him packing. Why does he despise Shelby? He can't even pretend to make me happy; he slaps me in the face with excuses.

"The only duty I assign you now is to make sure Shelby is fine. You will be her driver and everything else. My terms are final. Get her to like me and like my house too!" I said.

"But ____,"Gainty tried to protest.

"It's official; get out of my office and take your job wisely; I have marked you!" I told him, though I was not serious, that I had to scare him in some way.

I can never fall for a woman who is not intelligent. Why is that so hard for everyone to understand? Shelby is very wise, witty, and sharp. It's just that she doesn't have the resources to utilize her abilities. I can see through her eyes, and I know that she can be given the opportunity to explore what is inside that brain of hers, whether Gainty likes it or not. I will make sure that he reasons, or rather, that he sees what I see in her, because I need him when the time comes to go and visit my parents. It's obvious when they hear that she is an orphan; she has a daughter. It's normal for any parent to throw tantrums, and by that time, I need my assistant to stand by my side with me.

I sat on my seat again and started doing the halfway turns, then I reached out for my phone. I had put it off, so I switched it on. I felt the urge to call the girl. Gainty felt I should be indulged. She hurt me badly, and I don't want her again.I scrolled through my phone and stared at the pictures we had taken together. I loved her no matter what. I wanted to make her the queen of my life, but she was mannerless and materialistic.

"How many times did I tell her to be herself,to not be swayed by who I am? But after a little misunderstanding, she ran to the police and wanted to expose me, calling me a drug lord. Maybe one day I will narrate that imbecilic story of betrayal to Gainty, and he will stop being lured by class and education.

I scrolled further to my latest photo. I had taken it as she walked towards me, my one and only sweetheart. I smiled at her beautiful face, her eyes, and her chubby cheeks; they seemed to be begging for me to kiss her. And I could not help but groan. My hand was tightening on the phone as I stared down at her.

From the moment I laid eyes on her that morning, I felt a certain desire,a hunger that I could not resist. I wanted to hug and kiss her, so I chose to sit at the edge of the couch. I had no option but to respect her wish.

I watched her walk toward the toilets. Damn, isn't she the most beautiful woman I have ever met? And that tantalizing figure—my God, I need her.

Her hair was held simply with a band; she had chosen to hold it up in a ponytail, and I could see the length of her neck hidden partially by the long horsetail. And that sweet dress—where did she get the money to afford such a dress? It's beautiful on her; it clings nicely, showing off the delicious curves in her body.

That sight a lot.I felt my mouth watering; I really wanted to taste her. She was special. If only she knew how I felt about her, she would never reject me.

I hope tonight she will give me a chance, even if it is to kiss her, even if I want to command her to undress as I feel her soft skin on mine and later love her like I was crazy.

That disgusting thought treated my body with spasms. My stomach rumbled, and then I felt my manhood sprinkle out and harden. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anyone. The thought that she had rejected me made my excitement go down.

I stood up, checked myself in the mirror, tucked in my shirt nicely, and straightened my trousers. The heat cooled up, and then someone knocked on my office door. Even before I answered,a tall blonde girl with a mini-fitting dress and six-inch-heeled stilettos walked in. Her mini dress hugged her in the right places, and her lips were covered with mild pinkish lipstick.But that's not who he would have loved to see.

Christine, to whom do I owe the pleasure?" I asked.

Her lips curled up into a smile as she approached me and helped me button up my shirt.

"I just heard that you came back and you had a lady with you." Her Italian accent was strong, and it dragged in all corners of the office.

' Mia amore," Why are you questioning your boss? Yes, I came back with a sweet lady, and that makes you my Cara. From now on, you have got to knock when entering my office!'' I told her that those hands of hers that used to give me pleasure now looked like filthy claws.

"I need to see her, ê lei bella." Christie asked. She was my mistress. I used to see her when I needed serious company.

"Of course, Bella Donna." I nodded. My Italian was not good, but I had learned a few words from my guests. But then it didn't matter. I was trying to learn a few words for the sake of Christie, but with Shelby around, what do I need her for?

Perch, was I not enough for you, Raggazze?" She tried to hug me, maybe trapping me into some actions, but I stood my ground. I wanted Shelby to do those things for me.

"Go back to your job; I am acquainted now and out of bounds," I told her. She furrowed her brows as she put on a pout, but I had no time for her drama. I could not fall for it. I have dealt with countless women failing such tricks.

"Are you chasing me out of your office?" She whined, and I breathed irritably.

"Save your emotions for drama; you can still walk out while you still have a job with us."

"Who is this girl who has turned you against me? Christie was being threatened: Mio Dio,Questo é nuovo!" She brought her hands together to clap.

"Yes, very Nuovo,whatever that is, now get out.. I need to go see my sweet girl.. I can't keep her waiting!" I said, pushing her out of the door. She was hesitant but realized I was serious and I meant it.

She gave me a silly look, then she sneered at me, swung her little bum, and walked towards the main restaurant.Christie would be surprised that they chose to sit in a different area, and she had to make a turn so as to come and witness my charming queen, I thought.

*""

"I'm sorry, darling, I had a few things to seek out. Did you miss me?" Bravyn said.

I stared at him, and he was happy. Whatever had made him this excited had to be good. " Did you arrange for my place to stay?"" I ignored the missing me part. But truthfully, I was worried that he had left me here on my own. Then I thought he was not the type to agree for his territory to be messed up, so I relaxed and knew he was going to come back.

"I am better than that. Your daughter and her Nanny will have a touch of a more experienced Nanny for the period you will be visiting, and Gainty, of course, must be busy getting you a place for yourself!" Bravyn smiled.

"That's nice.. I bet the business is flourishing; otherwise, you wouldn't be that happy!" I asked him, wondering how fast he gets things done. I was happy to hear that Mellisa would have an extra parent to take care of her because her Nanny sometimes can't handle her. Though I had to talk to her a few times and explain everything before she became difficult,

"You make me happy; the thought of seeing you will always make me happy until you start trying to get me out of your life!" Bravyn smiled and reached out for my hand, and those pins did their magic again the moment he touched me, and I had to bite the inside of my cheeks to stop the emotions.

"It's better than giving you false promises; then I will disappoint you later!" I smiled at him.

"You lure me, beautiful. When you smile, please normalize doing that often, mostly when I am around you!" Bravyn let out, and I regretted smiling. Why did I even do that? I promised myself I would never smile oddly again.

"Good evening, Boss! You are back!" A girl greeted them as she came, smiling at them.

"Oh, Christie, my darling, come here and meet the mother of my children," Bravyn called out to her, though she was obviously coming to our table.

I thought that statement would make me feel bad, but rather, it made me happy. He was setting his boundaries by calling me and giving me such names, like he was screaming out loud, I am taken, so f**k off, girls!.

"She is very beautiful. I always knew the mother of your children would be a gorgeous lady, Christie,his secretary!" The lady said she was stretching her hand to me. There was no point in being rude, so I gave her this billion-dollar smile and shook her hand.

"Am Shelby, thanks for the compliment, and I would say the same to you; you are a sweet damsel." I tried to sound sweet, but deep down my consciousness was telling me that she was not there by mistake; she had come to confirm, and as if nature wanted to prove me right, I could smell Bravyn's cologne on her when she came to stand by me.

"You look familiar, like we have met before. Oh, I remember you being the Waitress that kept Mr. Bravyn drooled the whole afternoon. We were at Utopia!" She said it excitedly.

"I bet you were one of the girls in his entourage; you two must be very close; I can smell his cologne all over you!" I said that and shot Bravyn a quick glance.

"Yeah,of course, as the secretary, I have a mandate to accompany him on his business trips. As for the cologne, he has a tendency to leave his sweaters lying across the office, and I have to safe-keep them; see, there is one here already." Christie pointed at his coat hanging on a chair.

"I have ordered some grilled pork chops with cinnamon and honey, a coleslaw salad, and fries. I am eating junk!" I said, giving Christie a nod that I understood the lie she had just uttered," I will see you around, Christie, and it is a pleasure to meet you!" I smiled again. I was afraid she might think of joining us at our table.

" Whatever you ordered, they have my orders; that's what I'm eating too!' Bravyn stared at me. "I like how you handled her!" .

"She is a nice girl for you; she is well behaved, educated, and she seems smart. Did you just tell her you had a new girlfriend, and she had to come confirm herself?" I asked, throwing her a stupid glance.

Exactly! I must make a statement!" He shrugged his shoulders. I smiled at him once more, and he dissolved in that smile. I pitied him. He was submerged in an ocean of impossibilities.