The Mafia's Contract

Chapter 7

DERRICK'S POV

I sat at my desk in my office. I tried to focus on the countless papers in front of me yet no matter how hard I tried, my mind always shifted to her..... Joan

Her face was etched into my mind. I couldn't help but admire her. She was so strikingly beautiful, and her figure in that dress....I didn't even want to think about it too much. If I did, I would definitely have a hard on. The dress did a good job in bringing out her curves. I liked the view of her in it and I was sure I would like what was underneath it even more.

I closed my eyes, allowing myself to imagine Joan in that short maid uniform. I imagined her walking towards me slowly while looking at me with whole time. I just want to grab her by the neck, turn her around and roughly pin her to the desk. After that, I'll raise up her dress and look at her panties. I was sure her underwear would be soaked for me. She's probably attracted to me like I am to her. I can imagine the curve of her ass.

I wondered what kind of underwear she wore. A thong? That'll be sexy as f**k. I'd remove it with my teeth then smack her ass hard until I could see my fingerprints on it. I might even whip her if she let me.

I replayed the memory of when I looked at Joan as she walked away. Her ass looked round in that dress. I had to stop myself from staring. I could feel my hardness at the thought of it. I pictured myself grabbing her ass in my hands and pulling them apart, exposing the wetness between them before parting her lips with my tongue. I wondered what it would feel like to push my thick c**k deep inside her, filling her up completely.

What the f**k is wrong with me?

Why am I acting like a teenager?

I don't even know this girl yet I'm letting her cloud my every thought. She just started working here. She's a maid and nothing more than that. I need to focus on my work. There's a lot to be done. I shouldn't bother myself with the affairs of peasants. She wasn't even in my league. I knew all these things yet I couldn't get her out of my head.

What if she was sent here to spy on me under the disguise of working as a maid?

What if she was a threat? I needed to find out more about her.

I reached for the phone on my desk and dialed Santi's number. He was the one of the few people I trusted most to handle sensitive matters with discretion.

"Hello boss?" he answered.

"Come to my office, now"

"Yes boss"

I distracted myself with some of the paperwork I had on my desk until I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in" I said.

Santi entered, taking a stand in front of me.

"You sent for me, boss" he said.

"I need you to check out someone for me. It's important"

"A background check?"

"Yes. I want you to do some research on the new maid, Joan. Find out everything you can about her. I want to know where she lived, about her family, her connections and any other important detail"

Santi had a confused expression on his face "You've never made me do a background check on a cilvilan before, talk more of a woman. Is there a problem?"

I didn't blame him for asking. He was right. I never bothered myself with that kind of stuff but Joan's case was different. I wanted to know more about her.

"As you know, she's the new maid" I said "I just want to make sure she's not a mole planted by one of our enemies. It's a precaution activity. It's nothing serious, really"

From the look on Santi's face, I could tell that he didn't believe my words. He wouldn't dare question me anyway, even if he thought I was lying.

"I'll get to it immediately" he said.

"Do so. You're dismissed"

He bowed his head in respect then left the room.

I spun my chair towards the window. I looked at the view before me. I let out a deep breath.

Who is this girl? And why can't I get her out of my head?

*

"The deal with the Mexicans has been secured" Ace told me.

I lit my cigarette as he spoke. We talked outside in the night air.

"Is there anything else that's needed?" I asked him "Is the jet ready? I don't need complications like the last time"

"There'll be no complications sir. Everything is set. We've already packaged the drugs. I was thinking of sending them by sea. We have trusted men at the Port. What do you think?"

I thought about it. It did seem like a good idea. If the drugs were sent by sea, it would be easier for them to be hidden with other shipping goods. I had the feds on my payroll but I did my best to avoid confrontation.

"Alright then" I said "You can send it on one of my ships. Is that all?"

"Yes sir"

"You can leave"

He bowed his head then walked away, leaving me alone outside. I rubbed my face with my hands. I had been working all day. I needed to clear my head. I decided to take a walk in the garden, hoping that the fresh air and would help me. I walked towards the garden.

Lost in my own thoughts, I failed to pay attention to where I was going, and before I knew it, I collided with someone, sending them tumbling to the ground.

I looked at the ground and realized it was Joan. She got up and dusted herself.

"I'm sorry, sir" she said "I wasn't looking at where I was going"

I took in her appearance. Joan was wearing a white flimsy, see-through nightdress that left little to the imagination. The fabric barely concealed her curves. The outlines of her hips and n*****s were clearly visible through the material.

I felt a surge of heat in my crotch. The sight of her hardened n*****s was enough to send me over the edge. It took every self restraint in me not to reach out and give them a good squeeze.

"Damn it," I thought.

Joan looked at me with a confused expression. It took me a while to realize that I had actually said those words out loud.