Chapter 2 - Raphael

Raphael POV

I am known as The shark of NY, I built my fortune, my parents couldn't afford much when I was a kid, so I knew not ask anything from them, Mum worked 3 jobs and dad had 2 jobs so they could afford private school for me. My years of school were a nightmare, I was poor so I couldn't afford the same things as my colleagues, I couldn't go out for lunch and I definitely couldn't afford a car so I was Bullied. 

Because of that I always kept to myself and I studied hard, getting a full scholarship to Harvard business school, I was the best student of my year and I graduated with merit.

Collage was messy, I met the love of my life, I thought I was going to merry her and the whole couple shit thing, but boy how wrong I was, she was a slut, and she slept with 3 different guys on the first couple of months we were together. After that I became myself. Cold, Distant, focused on my grades and I joined a gym. Body building became a passion and made my body desirable to other girls and obviously I used that to my advantage.

As a CEO I am known as Raphael Lockwood, I invest on small companies when they are almost bankrupt and I transform them, I make a lot of money just buying and selling businesses. I make my own luck, I make my own money and if I need to take someone down to make more money I will. After college I worked on several big companies so I could learn the ropes, at 22 I got a loan and opened my first Restaurant, after that nothing stopped me. My business grew fast and I made a lot of money, I bought a house for my mother in Miami and I moved to New York. I am the CEO of my company and no-one dares to double cross me.

Besides all of my legitimate business I am a mafia boss. I control the Italian Mafia in America. From guns to drugs to strip clubs I do it all. I found out I was the heir from the Italian Mafia when my grandfather died, I was 25. I never met him, as my father decided to leave the mafia my grandfather never had the chance to meet me.  My father rejected it all but I didn’t. I was thirsty for money and power. I wanted all. Everything I was entitled to. My cousin Gabriel runs the Things in Italy. We decided to split the duty and rule together. 

I am a great assassin as well, and I do enjoy killing people that deserve it. I live a double life and I’m well proud of it. I am known as The Shark, sometimes both my lives collide and I need to be very careful how I present myself. To the general public I am just an Rich womaniser CEO, but for high authorities and crime world I am The Shark and I take my bite.

The Russians are my biggest enemies, me and Gabriel try and keep them away from America and Italy but those bastards are like rats, appear everywhere.

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When she closes the door behind her I just want to knock it down and take her with me, who is that woman and what is she doing to me? I've never seen a woman so beautiful in my life.

I get in the backseat of the town car and call Joseph - "I need a background check on Olivia Black, and I want it fast" – I say with a serious tone.

“Sure boss, I’ll get someone right on it” – Joseph relies and I turn off my phone.

I look through the window thinking how could she live on that shitty building, she was worth a lot more than that, and she deserved the world.

I haven't seen women as more than just a fuck, release of my sperm, an orgasm for years. I knew that women would be a weakness that I couldn't afford, so I'm starting to get really pissed off at myself for thinking about Olivia.

The town car stops in front of my building and I get out getting the lift to my penthouse. I walk towards my private bar and grab a bottle of scotch pouring myself a glass. I finish my drink and walk into my office in as I close the door all the noise from NY stays out, I throw my body into my leather sofa and close my eyes covering them with my arm while holding my glass with my other hand.

"Olivia what are you doing to me?" - I let myself say it out loud.

My phone rings - "what?"

"I got the information on the girl Raph"

"Send it to my email" - and I hung up the phone, I get up holding the bottle of scotch and fill up my glass and walk towards my laptop. I hit print so I can read the information I need.

She is just a regular girl, she studied business in Chicago, moved to NY a couple of years ago, has a big student dept., lives on a rented 1 bedroom flat in Brooklyn, works at NYU under Lucas Scott. I bet he wants to fuck her, I bet he already tried, that fucker. I feel an uncontrollable anger grow in my chest so I get up and grab the bottle and pour another glass.

When I notice the bottle is empty and I can't stop looking at her photo that is attached to her file, long wavy blonde hair, almond shaped green eyes, and her oval face, she has a cheeky smile on the photo and I remember her biting her lip. I want to bite her Lip. I start to feel my cock growing and my black jeans getting tight with the idea of biting her plump lips. 

I open my jeans feeling a bit of a relief, I grab my phone and message Brooke "wanna fuck?" as I walk towards my living room.

"Sure, meet you in 10?"

"Ok" I reply 

10 minutes later I hear her coming out of the Lift and getting inside my flat "fuck I need to change the password" - I think to myself

She walks towards me and Without thinking she kneels, pulls my cock out and starts sucking me, I can feel her trying to put everything inside her mouth going deep into her throat, I grab her hair and make her suck faster, but that is not doing it for me. 

I give her a signal to get up, she knows not to kiss my lips, but she starts undressing my shirt and placing kisses down my chest, into my abs, she opens a condom and slips it on my cock, fuck me how I hate this devil things.

I lift her skirt to find her already naked underneath, so I place one finger inside her pussy and she is wet, really wet, I get her ready to have my cock. I can hear her moan and call my name, but all I think is Olivia saying my name and my cock gets harder. I push Brooke towards me, turn her around, sit her on me and she rides it cowgirl style, she knows I don't like to see her face while I fuck her, they all now.

I like to fuck them from behind, slapping their asses and showing them that they are mine to please and I command everything, including when they are allowed to cum. "Can I come?" I heard her cry 

"NO" - I say and keep fucking her, harder and harder. I can hear all her juices against my cock, all I can think is Olivia crying my name, Olivia bend over so I could fuck her.

I can feel my body giving me the sign that I am about to cum. 

"Take my condom off and suck me" - I say, and she does what she is told, I release it all down her throat and she sucks me dry and clean.

When I am finished I close my jeans and give her a signal do leave, "But I didn't cum Raph, are you really going to leave me hanging?"

"Do I look like I give a fuck that you didn't cum?" - I ask getting annoyed with her voice.

She leaves my flat annoyed without looking at me. "She’ll get over it" - I say to myself

I walk towards my en-suit and have a cold shower, brush my teeth and go to bed. I look at Olivia's passport photo on my email on my phone and feel myself drift into dreamland.