There’s a back room in this club and it’s only for me. Because I fucking made it. I own the club— or my family does— and everyone and everything in it.
Sure, it’s mostly a money laundering front for my family’s mob business back in Ireland—to cover up deals we make with American interested parties—but it’s still ours and we can do with it what we want. We can buy any girl at any price.
Robert can get pissed at me for bidding too high on Jade but he wouldn’t even be here able to bid on anywhere if it weren’t for me. So he can go fuck himself.
Jade is mine and there was no way I was letting anyone else win her. Not after all the time I’ve spent finding and carefully stalking her.
My asshole dad— head of an Irish gang— was no fucking help when it came to giving me useful information in helping me clean up his dirty work. All he told me was that he had beat up the head of a different gang in an alley right off Sherriff Street.
Of course it had to be there. He and his good-for-nothing gang is always hanging out there causing trouble.
He didn’t even tell me anything about the guy except that he had it coming. He was teaching him a lesson. Surprisingly he didn’t die but my dad didn’t care if he did. It was just a bit cleaner that he didn’t— nothing to make the news, although it would just be one more blip of bad news about the Maloney family.
He did tell me that there may have been a witness and I had to go track her down and find out what she knows. He said he doesn’t know how much she saw or pieced together.
He told me the license of the cab she took and the fact that she was wearing a distinctively orange colored leather jacket. And he made me do all the rest. Just like he always does.
I tracked down the cabbie, tracked down the flat where she’d been staying, tracked down information from the landlord that— just as luck would have it— she’d flown back to the United States right after that.
If the landlord knew anything about what my dad had done, she hadn’t let on— just said that Jade had been a sweet girl but was only studying at the University for three months and had gone out for one last night before heading back to the States.
So it seems as if the timing was completely coincidental. But that’s what I’m supposed to be making sure of.
Once I tracked her down and found out her friends had plans to take her out for St. Patrick’s Day, I set all of this up. It’s ingenious if I do say so myself— she’s selling herself to me willingly, without knowing why I’m here.
Why any of this is going on. She just needs money. I know that because I’ve been watching her, listening to her.
If she knows anything about what happened that night she hasn’t said a word to a soul as far as I can tell. That bodes well for her. But I still have to find out for sure. I need to stay focused on my mission.
I’ve seen her from a distance and right away I knew she was beautiful. But now that I see her up close, I can’t get over how very gorgeous she truly is.
I’m already getting distracted by her innocent eyes. Those curves. I have no idea what she was doing in the alley that night. When she blinked at me I knew she was a virgin and that was the icing on the cake.
Now, I lead her into the room and I say, “Take off your clothes.”
“Who are you?” she asks.
“I ask the questions,” I tell her. “I bought you. Don’t make me gag you. I want to be nice and gentle for your first time. Then it will get harder from there.”
She nods, and then unties her dress. It falls to the floor and I can see her beautiful body better. It’s curvy in all the right places. She has plump yet perky breasts, which I can see even better as she lets her bra drop to the floor. And her ass is full and round, just begging me to take it in my hands.
So I do, without waiting for her to take off her panties. I feel her soft, smooth flesh while I squeeze her ass in my hands. Then I move her panties over to the side.
“I’m going to take your virginity now, Jade,” I tell her. It’s just step one in breaking her. Making her mine.
She would want to be mine no matter how many times she’s had sex, once she feels my cock inside her pussy. But the fact that she’s a virgin is even better. For the mission, and for me of course.
She’s only nineteen— I’m as many years older than her that that. I can teach her, train her, mold her to be what I want.
“Put your hands up against the wall,” I tell her. “Be a good girl and do what I say.”
She does it, and she looks eager to oblige.
I pull her panties over to the side and put my finger into her sweet, tight pussy. I spread open her ass so that I can see everything that will be mine.
“Do you like when I fuck you with my finger?” I ask her.
She nods, and I quickly put on a condom.
I press my cock up against her. It swells against the fucking amazing feeling of her ass up against it.
It’s ready to go but I need to stay in control. I’ve bought her— and brought her here— for a purpose and I need to stay focused on that goal.
But I already see myself getting sidetracked. I’m tired of cleaning up after my father’s dirty work and I am ready to break free from his grasp. Perhaps coming all this way and meeting Jade is what I needed.
I can’t let her break me— I’m supposed to be breaking her. I never get emotions involved in the job and I can’t start now. Even if she makes my brain melt like mush at the same time she makes my cock hard as a rock.
I couldn’t get feelings involved, even if I wanted to. She’s going to hate me once she finds out why I’m here. Why she’s here.
I haven’t even taken her for her very first time yet. We still have a long way to go.