Porsche
It was no surprise to me that most men in mafia had weird sexual fantasies.
Here I was an hour early to work. I decided to see Vegas in his room when I heard noises, weird but familiar noises. That guy Vegas must be ravaging his poor lover. The moans were quite erotic though.
I wanted to stay away from the door, but I was tempted to stay back and listen and possibly look through the peek hole if I could catch a glimpse...
"Porsche?"
I flipped when I heard my name. I turned to see Note, standing like a hypnotised lunatic.
"Why do call my name with such aggression. Shiaaaa, you scared me."
"Macau wants to see you. First floor, third room by the right."
Note walked away.
"Wait what? First floor what?" I asked.
I made my way to the first floor. I knocked on two doors and got no response. I knocked and opened the third door.
Macau was tying a towel around his waist. What did he want to do with me?
"Ah... You're Porsche?" Macau asked.
"Yes?"
"Okay...
"Okay, what do want from me because I'm not into that stuff..."
"Bdsm...?"
To my surprise, Macau laughed. "Are you talking nonsense, I wanted you to help me choose an outfit for the auction?"
"Ohh... Um I thought you wanted something else," I sighed.
"Something like what? I just want to look cool like P'Vegas."
"Of course. I can help you."
I checked out the wardrobe. It was dull of a hundred pairs of different designer wears. How can someone have such many clothes and not know what to wear?
I picked a silky red shirt with a leather trouser, then a silver neck chain and some Goth rings to match.
When Macau was fully dressed, he looked quite exotic like a fresh boy.
"I like it," he said while admiring himself in the mirror.
The door silently opened and Vegas walked in. It felt awkward as I could only picture Vegas naked making out with some hot dude. I shook my head to get the illicit thoughts of my mind.
"How do I look?" Macau asked Vegas.
"You look cool," Vegas replied in English.
Oh that was a surprise. Vegas could make a complete sentence in English? Impressive.
I watched Vegas walk to Macau's side. He leaned closer and whispered to his ears.
I stepped aside and waited for both mafia men to have their silent conversations.
Vegas made eyed contact with me as he whispered with Macau. Was he talking about me? He even eyed me from head to toe. When he was done gossiping he walked close to me.
"Follow me."
"Okay."
I followed Vegas to his room. The atmosphere was quite mesmerizing. The room was dark except for the scanty ray of sunlight coming through the window blinds.
Vegas searched his wardrobe and brought out a pair of new designer black suit with jacket.
"For me?"
"Yes. You have to look good Porsche. You have a handsome body, flaunt it."
"Thanks."
"Change up. We need to get moving." Vegas said as he left the room.
"Oh ok."
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Kinn
A beep sound hit my phone. I tapped the screen to see a message from Kim. I checked the notification and saw a photo of Kim and a young pretty guy. That must be Porchay.
I typed. 'How was your performance?'
Kim: Great. P'Kinn everyone had a good time. Including me. Finally met Porchay'
'So now you are happy, right?'
'Yes!'
'We're at the venue for a different auction, tell Pete to bring you if you want.'
'Okay.'
I tapped the photo again and the face looked familiar but I just couldn't remember where exactly I had seen the boy.
I suddenly felt a feet climbing up my thighs from under the table. I looked up to see Porsche staring at me intensely.
"We are in the public Porsche!" I whispered at him from across the table.
"Oh really..." Porsche smirked. His feet climbed higher and hit my middle. I cleared my throat. Porsche got a little naughty and began to circle his toes on my...
I asked the table so hard, it got the attention of other visitors in the hall.
Porsche laughed.
He finally brought his leg down and I sat properly. Gosh I was sweating so much. While everyone was seated, the first jewelry was auctioned off. I wasn't interested in cheap necklace.
Few minutes in Pete walks in with Kim. Kim found a spot in the back and sat down while. Pete decided to stand and guard the gathering.
Vegas sat in the next table beside mine. He was siting with two international visitors, a couple actually. And the have been talking the whole time.
"What is Vegas up to?" I whispered at Porsche.
"A lot, but I don't know what exactly..."
"Coming from his own bodyguard... are you that dumb?"
"Kinn..."
I rolled my eyes and rested my back on the seat.
Soon it was time for the great white diamond to go home. The auctioneer wheeled in the diamond to the front podium.
Before coming here, I had a talk with Chan, I wanted to give Pa the diamond as a surprise for his 55th birthday. And of everything works out well today, I will be settling for a hundred million.
"Let the bidding begin. 30 million."
I raised my card. "35 million."
The man sitting with Vegas raised his card, "40million."
They were more prepared than I thought.
Another bidder raised his card, "45million."
More people were interested in this diamond than i thought."
I raised my card. "50 million..."
A moan rippled the crowd. Porsche looked at me with the expression that I'm losing my mind.
Suddenly there was a fracas at the entrance. Someone had corked a gun. The people dropped to the gun, Porsche turned and quickly pulled out his gun from his holster. I did the same.
Everything happened so fast. The next minute a gun entered the hall, and shot into the air. Chaos erupted.
Everyone ran for cover. Porsche was already beside me covering me as he aimed and shot at the intruder.
The other guards protecting Vegas took over, Porsche and I took cover and ran to a safe corner behind a pillar.
While I took a peek to see what was happening, Pete was standing beside Vegas, protecting him from bullets.
While Porsche was shooting, I couldn't help but admire him in his dazzling suit. Streaks of sweat lines his forehead as he activated his beast mode.
He caught me staring at him. "Are you okay? I need to move you out of the building. Can you run?"
I nodded.
"Okay, I will cover you, just stay at my back."
When Porsche turned his back to me, I found it difficult to resist his bodily scent. I coiled my left hand around his waist, and pressed my lips to the nape of his neck.
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