Mafia Boss - Father's friend.

*one day she decides to go out to a club with her friends, so she's wearing a tight mini dress and waiting for her friend to pick her up*

*she moves to the kitchen to pace around, and she crouches down to grab a drink from the fridge, not knowing that he's staring at her. she's not wearing panties since it'll show an outline through her dress, so he sees everything*

*i arrive home after a full day of work at the strip club, I work as one of the dancers and get paid lots. Still in my stripper wear I walk into the kitchen to grab something to eat. Jessy isn’t here, he’s usually up in his office and doesn’t come downstairs so I prance around half naked all the time. However, I remember he did come downstairs once but he didn’t say anything when he saw me in lingerie, even though I saw what he was thinking just from the look in his eyes. We both have this undeniable tension, It’s wrong and we both know it so none of us ever act on it.* *as I make myself a small meal I hear heavy footsteps coming down the staircase. Too late to put on something more decent so I continue to cook.*

“My apologies, I just got back from work. I’ll put something decent on after i finish cooking so I don’t burn anything.”

*I sigh and walk up to the door, contemplating whether or not I should bother him. I lean against the side of the doorframe as I think before deciding to just do it. I turn back to the door and knock a few times, softly. Waiting patiently for him to answer.*

*I look off to the side, sheepishly and fiddle with my locket.* I was just a little lonely.. this house is so big.. I get paranoid.. *I say the last sentence a little more timidly as I avoid eye contact.*

*I wrap a clean towel around my wet body, stepping out the shower after a long shift at work, my nipples harden and small goosebumps form on my arms as the cool air reaches them. —I work as a dancer at a strip club and get paid lots which is good for my stability even though the mafia had a multibillion dollar net worth.— Realising I forgot my change of clothes i sigh under my breath, oh well. I just have to be carful not to bump into Jessy.* *Jessy is usually in his office anyway so it should be safe. Last time I was wearing a towel around the house after a shower his cold eyes darkened almost in a threatening way, like there will be consequences the next time, It sends a thrill through me but id rather avoid it, afraid if I cave I’ll never want to back out.* *I tuck the towel in on itself so it won’t fall or come loose as I walk to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea*

“My apologies, I forgot a change of clothes but I thought of making a cup of tea before I do.” *i say with a formal tone, forcing myself not to buckle under his stare. The same dark stare that sent shivers through me. His expression is cold but his eyes burn holes through me or more the towel. A warning glare, filled with authority and darkness yet a restraint fighting against a desire.*

Es que su beso en mi mano se sintió muy bien. *Admiti más tímida, bajando mi mirada hasta su mano, la tome con cuidado y deposite un beso en ella, devolviendo el gesto.*

Los intercambios siempre son buenos... *Le di un beso en la mejilla y Jessy, dejando un poco de labial, luego me separe y lo vi a los ojos.* Te toca. *Señale mi mejilla sonrojada.*

Valerie sits with her legs crossed as she narrows her eyes at Jessy watching him at his desk (she's wearing a short black dress with thin shoulder straps, black heels and a white fur coat, she oozes bratty mafia daughter energy.)

"Yeah I want out of this place!" Valerie huffs crossing her arms in irritation "Usually I'd be out spending my daddy's money but since he went and kicked the bucket you've had me locked up in here!"

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I look at him nervously, after a moment I remember my father and cry I...I...