"I clearly told you to buy that fucking club! Why can't you get that place yet?! There's a woman working in that club that I want, so do everything you can to buy that club!" Gustavo Moretti angrily snarled at the person on the other line before hanging up.
He had just come out of the bathroom after showering, and he answered the call from one of his men, assuming he would have good news about the club he wanted to acquire.
Gustavo wanted the club for one reason: he was obsessed with a woman named Samara who worked there.
"They can't even do a simple job, they're useless!" Gustavo grumbled, but he stopped short when he noticed that the terrace door to his room was wide open.
Gustavo was puzzled because he knew the terrace door was closed before he went into the bathroom. Gustavo immediately went to his desk and grabbed his gun hidden in the drawer. He surveyed his office until he froze, feeling a dagger press against his neck from behind.
"Who are you?" Gustavo asked.
"Your demise, Moretti," the voice replied, snatching the gun from Gustavo's hand and throwing it away.
"You're a woman based on your voice. A woman shouldn't be doing such dangerous things and just entering a man's room," Gustavo said, quickly grabbing the arm of the person behind him and forcefully slamming her onto his desk, causing her to drop the dagger.
Gustavo still held the arm of the intruder, and his eyes gleamed when he saw that the woman he was infatuated with was on his desk.
"Samara, my beloved!" he exclaimed with a smile. Samara twisted around and kicked Gustavo in the chest, making him release her.
Samara quickly got off the desk and moved away from Gustavo, who, despite being slightly hurt by her kick, still maintained a wide grin as he looked at her.
"It's my honor to have you here in my bedchamber, Samara."
"Don't be happy that I'm here. I'm here to kill you, Moretti," Samara declared.
"You're lovely invading my own room. Why don't you just accept the love I offer you? Be my woman, and I will give you everything you want," he said, ignoring Samara's intentions.
"Do you think I'm the kind of woman who will be swayed by your offer? I came here to end your life and take all the documents you've acquired for the Senza Pietá transactions," Samara said, causing Gustavo to pause slightly.
Samara pulled out another dagger and immediately lunged at Gustavo. But Gustavo, also skilled in combat, managed to dodge each of Samara's attacks. He quickly grabbed Samara's arms, twisted them behind her, and pressed her against his body.
"You mentioned Senza Pietá. Don't tell me you're a member of that organization?" Gustavo asked, close to Samara's ear, making her shiver.
"You fucking pervert!" Samara snarled, headbutting Gustavo, which made him release her. But before she could kick him, he grabbed her waist and forcefully threw her onto his king-size bed before pinning her down.
"Fuck you! Get off me, you fucking asshole!" Samara yelled angrily, struggling against Gustavo's grip, yet he pinned both her hands to the bed and restrained her legs.
"I know Aikido, baby, but I'm even more impressed with you because you're not just an ordinary woman working in that club," Gustavo said with a smirk, enjoying the sight of Samara beneath him.
"If I get out of here, I'm really going to kill you!" Samara screamed, still trying to break free from Gustavo when she received a powerful punch to her stomach.
Samara felt a sudden weakness, which made her stop struggling. She felt a pang of pain in her abdomen due to Gustavo's actions.
Gustavo caressed Samara's cheek and brought his lips from her cheek down to her neck. Samara couldn't resist as she was still weakened.
"I'm not Gustavo Moretti for no reason, baby, so you can't fight me, even if you know how to fight. Besides, you're part of that shitty organization that rejected me, but who cares as long as I have you," Gustavo declared, about to kiss Samara's neck when he was suddenly thrown off the bed and crashed to the floor.
Samara managed to get off the bed despite the pain in her stomach. Gustavo's room filled with his loud laughter as he rose from the floor.
"You only make me want you more, Samara. You're hard to get, but since you've entered my territory, do you think you can still leave? I'll make sure to have you tonight. You'll be mine, Samara."
"Over my dead fucking body! I'll kill you before you can do what you want!" Samara shouted, lunging at Gustavo again.
Samara fought in hand-to-hand combat, and Gustavo merely parried, smirking at her, which only further infuriated Samara.
"Don't smirk at me, you asshole!" Samara yelled, finding an opening to kick Gustavo in the stomach, forcing him to stumble backward away from her.
"You're only proving to me, Samara, that you're fit to be a Moretti queen," Gustavo declared, earning a venomous glare from Samara.
"It's sickening to be a queen to someone like you!" Samara snarled, about to attack him again when they heard gunshots from outside.
The sound of gunshots distracted Samara, allowing Gustavo to quickly close the distance between them. He immediately pinned her against the wall, widening Samara's eyes even more as Gustavo started to remove her lower garment.
"What the hell are you trying to do!" Samara snapped, making Gustavo smirk.
"I don't know why there are gunshots, but my men can handle it if a rat has entered my territory. All I care about tonight is to ravish you and make sure you bear an heir for me," Gustavo declared. Samara tried to break free, but she couldn't. Fear gripped Samara as Gustavo began to remove her pants.
"Don't touch me! Try it, and you won't even reach hell! Let me go, Moretti!" Samara screamed, but Gustavo was like a deaf dog, focused on what he wanted to do.
Gustavo was starting to pull down Samara's pants when he was startled and turned towards his room door, which had crashed to the floor.
"What the fuck?"
Samara also stared at the doorway where the leader and don of Senza Pietá entered, whom she had once seen when he introduced himself to all the associates she was part of.
Elijah's gaze fell upon them, catching sight of Gustavo's bare lower half.
"Elijah Penelton?! How did you get in---"
"---your disgusting shit, Moretti. Should I fucking wait until you're done with what you're doing right now?" Elijah cut him off, making Samara frown at his words.
Elijah walked directly into Gustavo's room and sat on the sofa, from where he had a clear view of Samara.
"Do you want to watch what I'll do to one of your organization's members?" Gustavo asked. Elijah gave him a blank stare.
"She's just part of my clan's associates, nothing important. If you wish to have her, then go on. I'll wait until you're fucking satisfied, and then we'll talk," Elijah said emotionlessly, which snapped Samara's patience.
"You both fucking assholes!" Samara raged, headbutting Gustavo with her forehead, making him release her.
Samara's forehead was slightly cut and bleeding, yet she ignored it and powerfully kicked Gustavo in his manhood, revealing the pain on his face. Then, Samara grabbed his head and forcefully slammed it against the wall three times before delivering a strong kick that sent him crashing to the floor.
Samara gave Elijah a sharp look and approached where he was sitting.
"Hey, Mr. Penelton! Just because I'm one of your associates doesn't mean I'm an object you can give to that idiot! Are you crazy, wanting to watch that Moretti pervert lay his hands on me?!" Samara snapped uncontrollably at Elijah, who gave her a blank look.
"Are you swearing at me?"
"Yes! Because you're an idiot, just like Moretti! So what if you're our leader and the owner of Senza?! You don't know how to appreciate the members you have!" Samara yelled, which made Elijah stand up from his seat.
"You're just one of my associates, so don't fucking lecture me, woman."
"I'm just an associate, but I contribute a lot to your organization! I'm not just any member, so learn to fucking appreciate us, you brute mafia boss!" Samara snarled, even poking Elijah's chest when she noticed Gustavo slowly getting up.
"Samara! You're making this too difficult for me! What do I lack that you can't like me?!" Gustavo roared.
"That asshole is blindly obsessed with you..." Elijah commented, noticing Samara's slightly bleeding forehead.
"That's why I hate men!" Samara snarled, moving away from Elijah and picking up the dagger she had dropped earlier.
"Samara!"
"Stop mentioning my name with that filthy mouth of yours! I'm disgusted by you, and I'm fed up!" Samara snapped, about to kill Gustavo when Elijah quickly approached and grabbed her arm, making Samara look at him.
"What the hell?! Let me go!"
"I will be the one to kill him."
"I'll kill that idiot, so let me go! That pervert has wronged me greatly, so I don't care about your issue with that asshole, but I will kill him!" Samara screamed, trying to shake off Elijah's grip when they saw Gustavo run to the terrace and jump off.
"Shit!" Samara pushed Elijah, making him release her, before quickly rushing to the terrace to find Gustavo, but he was nowhere to be seen; he had escaped them.
"Gustavo Moretti! Don't you dare run from me!" Samara yelled, extremely annoyed, as she returned to the room, casting a furious glare at Elijah.
Lorenzo and his men arrived in Gustavo's room after killing all of his guards. As the four of them entered, they witnessed Samara's fist connect with Elijah's face, who was shocked by the punch.
"It's your fault Gustavo escaped! You're a busybody!" Samara snapped, running out of the room, ignoring Lorenzo and his men, still intent on chasing Gustavo.
Lorenzo and his men were left staring at Elijah, who was stunned by Samara's punch to his face.
"What kind of associate is this Penecarte the first, who managed to punch Il Capo?" Lorenzo commented.
"Don't ask me, I was surprised by what she did too," Taddeo replied as they looked at Elijah, who still couldn't believe someone would dare punch him, and a woman at that.
No one dared to lay a finger on him, yet there was one woman who never backed down and punched him hard on his face, which made Elijah's heart flutter for an unknown reason.