VIII - Chef Louis

Third Person’s Point of View

When Louis got to the basement, he shouted at Volstrige because he interrupted him and Elaine.

“You should know the consequences of what you did,” he said and took his favorite pistol. A Beretta 92. It came from Italy. Jacob gave this to him when he went to the Philippines to celebrate his new business about alcohol.

Volstrige hid behind Alex's back, but Brennon pulled him out. “Boss, shoot this womanizer. I almost got killed because of him,” Brennon said while laughing. 

“Fuck you! I didn't do anything to you!” Volstrige shouted. The two started quarreling.

“I will kill the both of you. I have things to do, lead the way,” he authoritatively said. The two bowed and guided Louis to where the spy was.

Louis has been thinking about going home not because he's sleepy, but because he wanted to join Elaine in bed and sleep.

“Damn, they tend to blabber things. I'm sure that boss will be angry for what he will hear,” Brennon whispered, he's like gossiping with someone. Louis stayed silent until they reached the place where the spies were.

They hid the spies in the basement where the other hostage was being held. They haven't killed them because they were still beneficial to them. When they got in the elevator, the two still whispered to each other, like flies buzzing around.

“But can you believe that? Boss already had sex with his wife when they only met just now?” Volstrige whispered. Brennon's brow tugged upward because of what he said.

“Are you stupid? You. You had sex with women you only got from bars. If I were you, I would just shut my mouth if you don't want to see your father who is Lucifer,” Brennon said, but Volstrige only laughed.

“I'm more afraid of—” He was cut off when Louis pointed his gun at him.

“Of course, of course, I'm more afraid of you, boss,” Volstrige said while scratching his head. The elevator door opened and their staff was waiting for them. They were also the ones who were guarding the area.

“Where are the deepshits?” Volstrige asked. Their co-mafia slowly walked and stopped at the fifth cell.

There are three of them here.

“Who sent you, guys, here to spy on us?” Volstrige asked.

The three didn't falter. “Hotdog!” 

“Son of a bitch,” Volstrige said angrily and took his revolver out. But one smiled at him like he's not afraid of what will happen to him.

“Revolver, what the fuck? Who would get scared with that thing? Low quality!” he mocked, pushing Volstrige's patience to its limit.

Volstrige shot him on his legs. The man fell to the ground. “Yes, this is a revolver, but you'll lose your legs when you get out of here. That is if you, guys, can make it,” Volstrige mocked while laughing.

The truth is, even when they don't push them to confess, they're sure that it was Zap who sent them here.

“Even if you kill us three, there would still be spies in your organization. They may even have high ranks,” the man said. He's so thin he looked like a decaying corpse.

“Who are you talking about?” Brennon asked. They were shocked when it suddenly fell on the ground with a shot in the head.

“I think he's too noisy,” Alex said. He just arrived. The two spies were shocked when their comrade fell to the ground.

“Fear now, Louis Montemayor. You and Mariella won't be together because Mariella's father is connected to Zap!” the other man said while grimacing in pain because Volstrige shot his leg earlier.

“You're so noisy,” Louis calmly said and killed the man.

Now, there's only one left. Louis pointed the gun at him. “Speak or die,” Louis said. It gave fear to the spy.

“Please, don't kill me. I have a family. We're not under Zap, we're under Mariella's father,” he said, stuttering. Louis didn't expect that Mariella's father is one of Zap's lapdogs.

“Release him,” Louis commanded. Volstrige was shocked.

“But, boss, if we let him go, he might report something to Zap,” Volstrige said. Louis didn't mind him, that's why they unwillingly let the man go.

“Thank you, Mr. Montemayor. I didn't know you have a good heart,” the man said. But Louis only gave him a scary smile.

“Run as fast as you can,” Louis said. His staff was confused.

“In three,” Louis counted. The man desperately ran towards the elevator.

“Two.”

“One,” Louis said and fired his gun at the man on the elevator. The bullet hit his left chest and it immediately killed him.

He's so slow. Too bad, he didn't have enough time to escape.

“Clean the mess. I'm going home,” Louis said. They removed the spy's body from the elevator so Louis could ride in.

“Boss, I thought you'll let the spy escape. Your skills in handling a gun have not faded,” Volstrige praised him, but Louis only walked past him.

“Don't ever disturb me again, call Kaizer instead,” Louis said and Volstrige nodded. His staff bowed while he's on his way to the elevator.

***

He got home at 4 a.m. He went to their room and saw Elaine on the bed. She was wearing an oversized shirt. He's sure that Elaine got it from his wardrobe because she doesn't have her clothes.

She was deep in slumber and he doesn't have the guts to wake her up to say that he's home already. He slowly lay beside her and touched her breasts inside her shirt.

Elaine's scent was addicting. Louis pressed his nose on her nape and started sniffing her.

Minutes later and Louis fell asleep while his hands were inside Elaine's shirt.

Louis woke up because of his nightmare. Until now, he's still having nightmares about the death of his favorite maid. Until now, no one has ever reached that maid's standard.

He looked at the clock and he still doesn't have enough sleep. It's only 8 in the morning, but he felt like it's still nighttime inside Elaine's room because of the closed windows. He looked at Elaine, she's still fast asleep, but he still kissed her lips.

“Good morning, wife,” he said, but she's still not awake. Louis thought of something playful. He went under Elaine and he saw that she's only wearing her panty.

Elaine woke up when she felt like someone's moving down her.

“Uhm, Montemayor. What are you doing?” she asked.

Louis stopped and answered her question. “I'm eating my breakfast,” he said. Her cheeks blushed.

“I'm awake, can you stop now?” Elaine shyly asked, but he didn't stop until she felt like she was about to cum.

“I'm c...c-oming,” Elaine said, stuttering. She doesn't know where to focus her head and minutes later, her body arched when she felt that familiar something on her stomach, and her juices exploded. Louis licked them. She covered her face when she felt his tongue.

“Good morning, wife. Your juice is so sweet,” Louis said and kissed her on the forehead. She rolled her eyes at him.

“Don't you like it, wife?” Louis asked.

“You can wake me up before doing that,” she said. Louis laughed and Elaine raised an eyebrow.

“What's funny?” Elaine asked. But Louis only carried her. Bridal style.

“The purpose of it is to wake you up. So, why would I tell it to you first? And besides, you're sleeping like an oil. It's hard to wake you up,” Louis said. Elaine didn't say anything because she's still shy.

“Hey, wife. Are you still mad?” Louis asked. Elaine didn't speak and Louis continued walking down the stairs while holding Elaine's hands.

When they reached the kitchen, Louis put her on the countertop and wore an apron.

“What will you do?” Elaine asked because he looked like he was planning something to do.

“I'll make our breakfast,” he said and reached for the kitchen knife and cutting board.

Elaine doesn't know why Louis has two kitchens in his mansion. Is cooking his hobby?

“Do you know how to cook?” Elaine asked because it's unusual for a mafia to do this thing.

“Yeah. Someone taught me how to cook before,” Louis said. Elaine's eyes widened. 

“Who?” she curiously asked. Louis didn't answer him because he was busy cooking.

Elaine walked to Louis to ask him who taught him how to cook, but he didn't answer her. She sat again on the chair and sighed.

“Wife, it's not important. Stay in the chair and I will cook for you,” Louis said that's why she didn't bother him again. He turned the gas on to start cooking.

“Do you want me to help you?” Elaine asked because she's used to cooking. She was the one who always cooks for her father. She wonders how her father was. Maybe he was worried about her.

“No, just stay there and let me serve you,” 

Louis said. She only nodded because she can't say no to him.

After minutes of waiting, Louis finished cooking and designed the plate to make it more look presentable.

“Wow, they all look delicious. I didn't know you have a talent in cooking,” Elaine said. Her eyes were sparkling because of how Louis plated the dishes.

There are steak, strawberries, eggs, and waffles on the plate. While on the other have fried rice, tocino, and bacon. Elaine can't choose what to taste first. Louis placed the drinking glass with milk on the table, while he prepared a dark coffee for himself.

“Let's eat,” he said, but Elaine stopped him.

“Let's pray first!” she said. Louis only coughed and nodded.

They started eating when Louis spoke to break the silence. “Your dad will be going here today,” he said. Elaine smiled because finally, she'll see her father again.

“Thank you,” Elaine said and Louis only nodded. They finished eating and Louis took a bath because he still has work to do.

“Wife, call me when something happens. Goodbye,” Louis said and kissed her on the lips and left with his suitcase.

Elaine went to the living room to read a book. She was interrupted when she heard the doorbell ring. She ran to see if this was her father, but when she opened the door, her shoulders slumped.

“Where is Louis?” the woman asked with her brows tugging upward while looking at her.

Who is this woman?