The Mafia's Contract

Chapter 15

DERRICK’S POV.

I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep. Every single time I closed my eyes, I remembered Joan's face. My body still recalled the arousal from the previous night when I had rescued her. The memory of her soft, smooth, velvety skin pressed against mine was seared into my brain. I could still feel the warmth of her body. I could still feel the subtle curve of her waist beneath my fingertips.

How could I even get aroused at a time like that? What the hell is she doing to me?

"Damn it," I muttered, running a hand through my hair in frustration.

I had to get her out of my mind. She was just a maid, a servant in my mansion. I had no business thinking of her in such an intimate way. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get rid of the image of her beautiful face.

I turned onto my side, staring at the empty space next to me. I could still smell her faint scent as is scooped her into my arms. She smelled like vanilla. It was intoxicating, and I hated how much I craved it.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to think about something else—anything else. I had a crucial deal to finalize today, and I needed to be focused. This was no time for distractions, especially not ones as dangerous as Joan. I had worked too hard to let something like this jeopardize everything.

But even as I tried to shift my thoughts to the deal, Joan's image kept slipping back into my mind. I my eyes, picturing Joan in her uniform. The way the fabri hugged her curves and stopped mid thigh, showcasing her porcelain skin, made me rock hard. I couldn't help but imagine running my hands over those curves.

Joan had the hottest f*****g body I had ever seen, and I want to be the one to show her just how good it can feel to be touched. I pictured myself running my hands all over her body, kissing her neck, her lips and trailing my fingers down to her p***y. I imagined her moaning in pleasure as I trusted my fingers deep inside her, making her even more wet for me.

I moaned slightly as the images became clearer in my head. I rubbed my c**k through my pants. I pictured kissing my way down her neck as I slowly undressed her, revealing more of her smooth. My hands roamed lower, smacking her ass cheeks through the material before slowly pushing it down to expose her thong.

I pulled her closer to me by holding her waist. I leaned down and captured her lips in a hot kiss. Our lips locked together with a jot passion that ignited a deep longing within me . My hand gently brushed across one of her hardened n*****s, causing a small gasp to escape from between her lips.

I opened my eyes. My breathing was heavy. I could feel sweat on my forehead. My d**k was so hard that I could feel it twitch in anticipation.

What the hell is wrong with me? I'm acting like I couldn't get any elite female celebrity with just one phone call.

I groaned in frustration, sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of the bed. I needed to do something to clear my head.

I headed to the bathroom, hoping a cold shower would help. Stepping into the shower, I turned on the cold water. Letting the water run over me, I tried to focus on the day's agenda. Meetings, negotiations, contracts—anything to keep Joan out of my mind. But even the freezing water couldn't wash away the fire she had started inside me.

*

That evening, Santi and Ace accompanied me to a private boat yard. Here, the deal with the Mexicans will be secured. Ace handed me a gun. I didn't bother to bring one since they were following me.

"Just a precaution," he said"But don't worry, boss. We won't need to use it."

I nodded, slipping the gun into my waistband and covering it with my jacket. As we walked deeper into the yard, I spotted the Mexicans waiting for us. The two brothers who led them were known for their ruthlessness. Their thirst for violence was a legend in the underground world we lived in.

"Evening, gentlemen," I greeted them.

The older brother, Raul, nodded "Evening Derrick. Let's get this done."

We moved to a more secluded spot, away from other people. I handed Raul a small device that held the key to our transaction.

"Enter your password and transfer the funds," I instructed.

Raul's fingers moved swiftly over the device. When he was done, I collected the device from him and confirmed the transaction. I got an alert instantly in my phone - $800,000 received.

I gestured to Ace, who nodded and signaled the boys to start loading the weapons into their truck. As they moved, I watched them. My instincts pricked at the back of my mind. Something was off.

I scanned the group and my eyes locked onto one of the boys. He was sweating heavily. His movements were uncertain. From the way he loaded the truck, it was clear that he wasn't experienced.

"Hey," I called out, stopping the boy. "Come here."

He hesitated before stepping forward "Yes, sir?"

"What's your name?" I asked.

"J-Julio," he stammered.

I leaned closer, my eyes boring into his. "Say it again. Your name."

"Pablo," he blurted out.

My hand moved faster than thought, slapping him hard across the face.

The sound echoed through the yard, and everyone froze. I grabbed him by the collar, yanking him closer.

"Who are you working for?" I snarled.

Before he could say anything I ripped his shirt open. That was when I realized that there was a wire taped to his chest.

Fuck!

"Deal's off," I barked to Raul "You'll be sorry you did this"

Without hesitation, Ace, Santi and I took the boy back to the mansion. On our way there, I spoke to Santi.

"Find out everything you can about him

Santi typed away in his laptop" Already on it"

When we got home, I dragged him to my underground dungeon. I struggled to contain my anger. I could kill him right there and then but if I did that, I wouldn't get the answers I was looking for. Once we got inside, I shoved him into a chair.

"Talk," I ordered.

He swallowed hard. His body trembled in fear.

"I'm... I'm with the feds," he admitted.

My mind raced, calculating the next move. What do I do now?

"You have any idea what you've done?" I asked, leaning in close

"I got him" Santi said.

Santi showed me his laptop. I glanced at the information about the boy. In a matter of minutes, I knew everything about him.

"I know where your grandfather lives. Nice, quiet place, isn't it?" I said, stepping forward towards him "And that pretty girl you're planning to marry? I have people watching her right now."

His face went pale.

"Please," he whispered. "Don't hurt them."

I smirked "That depends on you. I can make them disappear, or I can make sure you get that dream wedding, that perfect life you're so desperate for. But you'll have to do one little thing for me."

His eyes widened "What... what do you want? I'll do anything"

"Anything?"

"Yes. Just tell me"

"Alright then. Let's make a deal"