Vendetta: Mafia's Deadly Game

Penthouse

[Ava's Pov]

At precisely 10 o'clock in the evening, the taxi came to a halt in front of Skyview Height hotel. I settled the taxi fare and got out of it carrying my bag and laptop. Gazing up at the majestic hotel, its glass windows mirrored the city lights, creating a dazzling spectacle in the darkness. As I stepped onto the sidewalk, walking on my heels, I could feel a refreshing breeze caress my face, carrying the vibrant aroma of the bustling city.

I arrived at the hotel for a significant business conference, and Luxe Heaven had been selected as the venue. The hotel's reputation for opulence and sophistication had preceded it. It was my inaugural visit to this magnificent hotel, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as I approached the entrance.

The doorman welcomed me warmly, opening the magnificent double doors to unveil a luxurious lobby embellished with marble floors and glistening chandeliers. The gentle melody of a piano filled the air, establishing an ambiance of elegance and serenity.

I proceeded to the elevator and pressed the button for the 100th floor. I felt a slight nervousness as this conference held great significance for our company, particularly for our new CEO, Mr. Daniel, in revitalizing our business. The elevator doors opened, revealing a pristine hallway adorned with luxurious carpets and elegant artwork. As I made my way towards his penthouse, I took a deep breath to ease my nerves before opening the door.

A smile began to form on my lips as I caught sight of him seated on his sofa, his gaze fixed on me while holding a glass of wine. He was dressed in black jeans, sneakers, and a white turtleneck sweater. His hair was slightly tousled from the breeze coming in through the adjacent open window, and he leaned on one arm with his legs crossed on the sofa. He appeared different... and stunning.

The sensation that engulfed me caused my entire body to radiate warmth, as if I were basking in the summer sun. However, it didn't compel me to retreat when I realized his gaze was traveling from my toes to meet my eyes.

"You arrived early, Miss Ava," he remarked with a smile, taking the first sip.

I swiftly shook my head, reminding myself that he is now my new boss and I am simply his secretary.

"Please have a seat," he requested, gesturing towards the sofa with his hand. I obediently nodded my head like a compliant child and began to survey my surroundings.

"Remove your bag and unwind; this evening is meant for relaxation," he stated, gazing into my eyes.

"Pardon me, sir?" I didn't comprehend the significance of his words, but I complied by removing my bag and placing it beside me. I then picked up the laptop that was resting on my lap and positioned it on the table that separated us.

As soon as I opened it, a multitude of files appeared on the screen, accompanied by the title 'Project Update': "I believed it would be best to review everything before our meeting begins."

However, he reached out and shut the laptop, causing me to look up at him.

"Would you like some wine?" He extended his other hand towards me, offering a glass.

"No, sir. How about me? I mean, no, sir," I replied, glancing at the glass in his hand.

He chuckled and removed his hand, placing the glass back on the table. "Alright then," he responded, his voice brimming with amusement. "I guess it's too soon for wine, after all."

I nodded, experiencing a blend of relief and curiosity. Since this was my initial encounter with him, I desired nothing less than perfection.

Mr. Daniel reclined, his piercing blue eyes scrutinizing me intently. "So, go ahead," he initiated, his voice composed yet authoritative. "What are your thoughts on the project?"

I inhaled deeply, collecting my thoughts. "Sir, after carefully analyzing our present circumstances, I suggest that we concentrate on a few crucial aspects. Firstly, we should improve our marketing endeavors. It would be beneficial to allocate more resources towards digital advertising and social media campaigns in order to expand our reach to a broader audience."

He acknowledged my suggestion with a slight smile and asked, "Excellent, what else?"

I proceeded without glancing at his face, stating, "I think our main priority should be to deliver outstanding customer service. We can educate our staff to exceed expectations, guaranteeing that each customer interaction is favorable. Furthermore, we can introduce a loyalty program to acknowledge our loyal customers and motivate them to maintain their business relationship with us."

"Alright, calm down," Mr. Daniel closed the laptop once more, and I immediately glanced at him. He appeared remarkably at ease, as if the meeting and Delish Delight company held no significance to him. At that moment, he struck me as nothing more than a spoiled rich man.

"We have ample time for the delegates to arrive, so unwind and savor the moment," he reiterated, offering me a glass of wine.

"Excuse me, sir?" I initially glanced at the wine glass he held, then shifted my gaze to his eyes, from which I could only perceive empathy towards an employee. Tentatively, I accepted the glass from his hand and brought it to my lips.

"Please, have a sip. I prefer not to indulge in drinking alone," he remarked, emptying his wine glass to pour himself another.

I took a small sip, and the warmth of the wine permeated my body. As I returned the glass to him, our fingers lightly touched, causing a surge of electricity to shoot down my spine. His touch lingered for a moment longer than expected, and I couldn't help but detect a subtle shift in his expression.

Noticing my glass was empty, he poured another for me, which I promptly consumed in a single gulp. I then proceeded to pour myself a third glass.

"Do you have such a low tolerance for alcohol?" He inquired, smiling.

"No," I replied, shaking my head briskly and pouring myself another glass. I glanced at him through my half-closed eyes; he continued to smile without ceasing.

We are seated in his opulent room, where the soft lighting creates a romantic ambiance. The atmosphere is heavy with tension, and I can sense the unspoken words lingering between us. It feels as though time has stood still, and the only thing of importance in that instant is the bond we have.

He cleared his throat, interrupting the enchantment. "You know, I truly appreciate your commitment and diligence," he expressed sincerely. "Although we've just met, it feels as if we've known each other for ages."

A blush tinged my cheeks as I looked away, suddenly feeling self-conscious under his penetrating gaze. "I suppose I've always prioritize my work over everything else," I confessed, barely audible.

He rose to his feet and moved nearer, narrowing the gap between us. "Perhaps it's about time you shifted your attention to something different," he whispered gently, his gaze fixed on mine. "Something... or someone."

Despite being heavily intoxicated, my heart raced as his words lingered in the air. I remained motionless for what felt like an endless moment until my mind finally caught up with my body, compelling me to take action. I firmly grasped the front of his shirt, drawing him closer to me, and passionately pressed our lips together with a newfound intensity surpassing any previous kisses.

It was messy at first but as we kissed harder it got even better, until his tongue traced over my bottom lip asking me to open my mouth for him, which I did. He entered my mouth eagerly, taking my lower lip between his teeth when he sucked it into his mouth and nibbling on it with his teeth. My legs weakened, causing me to stumble backwards until I found support against the sofa, my back meeting its surface.

I slid my hands down his back, seizing the edge of his shirt to draw his body nearer to mine. His hands wandered unrestrictedly over my shoulders, my arms, ultimately settling on my waist as he embraced me tightly. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my mouth.

He swiftly undid the first two buttons on my shirt. Following suit, I rapidly unbuttoned his shirt as he effortlessly removed it and threw it down. He was running his fingers down my stomach to my belt buckle. I let out a gasp and suppressed a groan as he pulled my pants down. His hand trailed up from my belly button then to my panties. When he pushed them aside his finger rubbed over my thighs and started to squeeze gently.

I bit down harder on his shoulder. His hands were hot and rough and sent shivers down my spine. A moan of pleasure escaped my lips when his fingertips eventually discovered the sensitive spot in the center of my chest. I could feel the hardness of his erection pressing against me. I needed him to be inside me, now. As if he knew exactly what I wanted, he began kneading my breasts lightly. I cried out as my n*****s were tugged and squeezed.

I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him impossibly closer to me and clutching onto his shoulders tightly and holding on for dear life. I buried my face into his hair, breathing in his scent and listening to the sound of his soft breath that rumbled against the skin of my cheek.

We were moving at a rapid pace, and I had no desire for him to slow down. I want to lose myself in him until I can't take anymore. I need this. But I don't want it to end so soon. I want to prolong this moment forever. He pressed kisses into my neck as his fingers continued kneading my breasts causing my breath to hitch in anticipation.

He ran his fingers through my hair as his mouth traveled down to my collarbone before sucking it lightly with his teeth. I could feel the soft pressure of his lips against my skin where he'd pulled me close to his body.

“Please…” I whimpered, pulling away from him enough to look up at him with pleading eyes.

“Just one more time. Please don’t make me leave…” My hands reached out for him. His gaze flickered from my face to the hand that was resting on his chest. He stared back at me. His sudden change of expressions gave me chills.