CHAPTER 10 - His Way of Seducing Her

I

“Ms. Gerthel, it is time to meet the Boss tonight.” It was Mr. Gab, whose face swang on the door after knocking thrice.

Gerthel nodded and stood up. She mustered all the courage that she could get and followed Mr. Gab into the bedroom of the Boss. 

Mr. Gab knocked on the door as they reached the Mafia Lord's room.

"Come in. That door is not locked," said the Boss'    inside the room.

"Get in now and make sure to please the Boss," Mr. Gab whispered at her after he opened the door. She got inside the room, her heart pounding. Her heart pounded even more when she heard the door closed and its doorknob being locked by Mr. Gab.

Slowly, she looked in the direction of the bed where she saw the man lying there with his hands underneath his neck, wearing only a black brief.

She swallowed hard as she suppressed her wolf from howling with excitement.

"Will you just stand there, Woman?" she then heard him ask. His tone was cold while his eyes raked all over her frame.

“Ahh, sorry Boss,” she said almost in a whispering voice. Like dragging her feet, she advanced going to the bed where the Boss was comfortably lying on his back and looking at her with twitched lips.

He stood up and to Gerthel’s shock, he removed the remaining undergarment covering his manhood. Naked, he walked back towards the bed and lay down, with his back on her view. Gerthel glared at his butt, dumbfounded.

“Would you just stare at my ass? Massage me until I fall asleep. I was tired and was not able to sleep well last night,” he suddenly said that awakened the snoozing senses of Gerthel. She gulped a mass of her saliva and tried to moisten her throat, which suddenly became dry. She then gave his butt a sullen glance after hearing what he said. 

 

“Maybe after enjoying other women’s flesh, here you are wanting me to massage you? You son of a gun, Mafia Lord, eww,” she hissed in her mind, cursing the man, whose butt seemed to be inviting her to come near. 

“What now, Woman, where are you?” he called aloud. His voice showed irritation and impatience. Again, she gave the Boss’ naked butt a surly look.

Gerthel walked to the bed and sat beside his lying body. She swallowed again and then she started massaging his back from his shoulder down, but she dared not touch his sexy rounded butt. She tried not to look at it even.

 

After massaging his back, Gerthel’s hands went to his head and massage it as well. After finishing massaging his head, she already stopped with what she was doing and alighted from the bed.

“Are you done?” he asked as he looked up and glance at her.

“Yes.”

 “I don’t think so. From my ass, down to my feet, you have not massage them yet, Woman, and I am not yet sleeping. Continue then until I fall asleep,” he ordered, like a king ordering his slave servant. 

Gerthel’s eyes looked at his butt and angrily she thought that if only she has a Swiss knife in her hands now, she will spin the two faces of his butt until blood spurted from them.

II

Gerthel walked back to the bed with her expression akin to a woman who wanted to see blood on her hands. He wanted to hit his ass with anger but of course, she cannot do so, without losing her head. She controlled herself by taking some deep breaths and then she began to massage his waist, down to his butt while her eyes were closed. She immediately removed her hands on his butt and glided them down to his thigh. To her surprise, he then heard him moaning out loud.

 

“Massage more my ass. I want you to touch them more; hard but with passion,” he said, thereafter as if he was mocking her. With her teeth-gritting, she abides by what he said, and to her surprise, he even moaned louder as if they were having s*x. 

 

Gerthel tried to ignore him, but he moaned more and was loud still. She knew then that he was trying to anger her or maybe trying to seduce her. 

 

“Boss Dar, I think there is nothing to moan about,” she told him with a twitch on her lips. A bit of disgust was evident in her voice. Instead of answering her, he chuckled and then rolled over to face her. 

With eyes widening, her focus suddenly went to his manhood, which was standing like steel, in all its glory. He seemed to have no shame to let her see everything about him. He was even looking at her with the edges of his eyes, smiling with mischief.

She looked away and decided to stand up, sneering. 

 

“Where are you going, Woman? We are not yet finished here,” he stated in a sexy voice, while he put his two hands underneath his head.

“Boss Dar, could you please at least wear something like even a boxer or brief?” she said nonchalantly, her eyes with a glimmer of disgust while giving his manhood a quick glance.

 

He chuckled with amusement. “Why, have you not seen a man’s full body yet?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. 

Instead of replying, Gerthel walked inside the comfort room and grabbed the clean towel hanging therein.

 

As she got outside of the shower, she threw the towel on his protruding member with disgust on her face.

 

This time, the expression of Boss Dar seemed to be not amused at all. The truth was, he felt offended and hurt at the same time. He looked at Gerthel with his eyes squinting, jumped down from the bed, grabbed her, and pinned her down on the wall.

With eyes round with shock, Gerthel looked at him. "What... what are you going to do?" her voice was akin to a whisper that almost not passed through her throat.

His nose twitched as his eyes squinted more. "To let you know that the thing you seemed to be disgusted with, will actually bring you to glory," he then said with his lips almost touching her right ear.