You Win Some, You Lose Some

Claire, a not so average girl , was walking. usually by now she would be at school but right now she was walking to the cliff next to the beach. claire had only one thing to live for and now it was gone.....just gone. and it was all her fault if only she had protected her little brother better and tried harder to please her narcissistic mother now all there was, was complete darkness, a massive gaping endless hole, hurting beyond anything anyone can ever imagine. claire already knew though, that she was already dead. she had not felt for years, she had pretended and put on her masks for people but she hadn't felt anything in so long. because of her mother she learnt not to laugh, not to do anything wrong, not to cry, not to question, not to talk and not to feel. she felt nothing, she was nothing and knew just like her mother couldn't, no one could love nothing. and she was gonna make it all go away with that beautiful cliff. as she stood there taking her last breath two cars rolled up out of nowhere and they were both sleek black sports cars. for f***s sake I can't even kill myself in peace. claire thought as she turned back around to jump and ignored the cars. but as she went to jump someone pulled her back. " what?! what the f**k are you doing!! you arsehole let me go!" she spat at the toned arm holding on to her " no you ruined my business deal by being here and now you're gonna pay" the voice sounded young like her but the body she was being held against felt like a really ripped man's body how could a 16 to 18 year old have that kind of body she thought. " well f*****g kill me then please, why couldn't you just let me jump! " claire screamed at him " well normally I would but I don't think so today." he said calmly. what the actual f**k did he really kill people, what is he in some sort of gang, claire though. she honestly didn't care about anything anymore. " well then f*****g let go of me I don't need you to walk me like a fricken dog, ok!" she pushed his arm away and he let her, she turned around to see him looking bewildered as she walked over to the car, got in and slamed the car shut on his lambo. he Shrugs and takes his time getting to the car. "f**k!" As he got to the car and opened the door the girl was sitting there holding his glock that he kept in his golve box "and what do you think your doing" he said exsharbarated " well obviously I'm trying to finish what I started f**k face!" claire yelled at him " my name is Talon your more than welcome to use it one day." talon said with a bit of scarasim as he unloaded the gun. " nah I think c**k sucker suits your face better." she said keeping a serious face " well I know you have a literal death wish but I'm the leader of the mafia gang and if you don't listen I can do worse than kill you" talon said smiling at her while starting up the car and driving off as he drove claire studied him he had short dark brown hair with shaved sides he had a hot cross tat on his neck and a couple others in other places he was wearing a three peice suit with the first few buttons undone. he was hot as f**k. but hot guys always have a s**t personality. thought claire, and she was nothing anyway not even an prick of a guy would like her. " where are we going?" calire wanted to know " to my mansion in the mountains at Colorado." Claire realised that since they were in olkahoma it would take them a while and as she watched the road pass under the back tyres in the mirror she feel asleep. after a few hours she's woken by the car moving suddenly. she sits up adpruptly and looks around with surprise to see talon laughing at her like a little kid. "why did you do that?" claire complained. as a massive modern sleek black mansion comes into view like it's so big it looks like it could house six African families and the next five generations. not only that but there was a massive pool that covered the front of it with a path through it going to some double French doors that have two massive body guards next to them. "come on inside" talon says gently to claire. the rest of the story will be written through characters point of view Claire's pov why is he suddenly giving me these puppy dog eyes and this warm voice as if he's caring about me, he doesn't know me. I think while I get out of the car and follow him inside the house. if I wasn't pissed about him being kinda nice I would've tried to talk to the bodyguards cause they look like the non verbal type. and I know other people by now would freak out and be wanting to go home. but I have no home, no one to go back to, I have nothing and at the moment this is probably gonna be fun...maybe. "are you gonna put me in a dungeon or what, where can I sleep?" I say to him " well if you follow me you'll find out" he said to me and continued walking through the house down long hallways and up stairs. " if you try to kill yourself again don't. cause there's cameras in your room, which also means don't try to escape and then once I decide what to do with you you'll know." he said but what does that even mean once he decided what to do with me. what's he gonna do sell me to an Arab terrorist to be a group wife or make me his maid? and is a group wife a thing I internally laugh at myself, I'm such a d**k sometimes. after showing me my room, which is in the east wing on the 4th floor which is as high as it goes, I'm left in my room. I look around, I have a walk in wardrobe with lots of clothes all in my size and brand new which is weird but I change into a silky pair of pajamas with shorts and a sorta tank top. after looking at the marble bathroom that had a shower and spa I decide to go to sleep. talon pov after claire fell asleep, in the car, I decided to get my man nik to do a background check on her. I found out that she comes from a broken home, her dad's addict who abandoned her with her mum, who's an abusive and narcissistic alcoholic. over the years, her mother has abused her in everyway except sexualy. she has pretty much run the whole family and looked after her siblings, who have recently been taken into custody because her mum poured hot oil over the babies hands and legs. when I found that out I almost lost my f*****g s**t not even I could do that to an innocent baby and yet his own mother could. even though my parents are part of the mafia I was still brought up with a fair bit of love and tough love. I'm honestly not surprised she tried to kill herself. but that look in her eyes when she was trying to use my glock almost killed me. I've never seen someone so desperate for death. not even full grown men whom I've tortured for weeks. and it made me want to give her something better I want to give her a reason to keep going but I don't know why. why the f**k do I the boss of the mafia care about this girl. this freaking girl man, she's cute too but cute in a hot way her face is so innocent but her eyes look like she has the soul of one who's lived a long hard life. I wanna fix her and I don't know why. watching her face when she saw her room, through the cameras was so cute it was like giving her a present. I have to admit though it was hard to look away when she got changed. I wanna see her t**s so f*****g bad but I don't wanna be a perv. I want her to want me too. hey maybe that's what I'll make her do, be the gang mother. I wounder if she knows how to cook. nah I don't want to force her she's obviously really mentally ill and I don't want to make her feel worse. I think I'll just try to win her over like the old fashioned ways. but Dam I hope it doesn't take long or I'll have to start having cold showers. that night I have the best f*****g wet dream ever. as I'm sleeping in my bed she walks into my room with black lace bra and thong her n****e are hard as rock through her skimpy bra. as she straddles my lap, while I'm still laying down naked in bed with the sheet still between us, my c**k gets so hard. I sit up and rip of her bra so I can suck her soft t**s. she moans, and she sounds like angels. she snakes her hand under the covers to touch me and I nearly come right then. before I can't think again she rips away the sheet and pushes her tight p***y down on my stiff c**k. she moans " OOHHHH AHHH MMMM! OH YOU'RE SO HARD!" she's almost screaming as she pushes me back and rides me while I enjoy watching her boobs jiggle infront of me Dam I start moaning to "UHH! UHHH! OH AAaah! oh mmm" we come at the same time and then I wake to a very wet bed. I immediately get out to have a shower but I have to have a jerk off cause I still can't get her out of my head. the whole time I'm jerking off I imagine her lips wrapped around my c**k and I come so hard and fast I don't think it's healthy. since I was a kid I would imagine myself with a hot girlfriend but I've never had time for any sort of commitment apart from taking over for my father. f**k, I don't even look after my own dogs. they're pitballs called blade and dagger and they have their own staff to look after them the last time I saw them was maybe six months ago which was the last time I was here. but that's beside the point I'm not sure how to be a boyfriend, I've only ever used girls for s*x and then pay them and leave. I have seen how my parents were though when they were young. dad used always buy her flowers and every now and then when she got upset chocolates were always there and he would get her, her favourite foods. but I dunno really I'm so used to just being a big mean boss it might be hard for me to not get pissed off at her but I'm going to try and make her happy. and if she does end up being my girlfriend I'm gonna be as faithful as they come cause I can already tell by her personality that if I f**k up with her that'll be it. anyway I'm gonna get one of my guards to watch her while I sleep and then I'll think of something in the morning.