by Taylor R. C.
The Baron started to talk already pulling Gisele up the all white staircase of two flights, soon he was in front of another room that had to extend for about thirty meters, there were French doors that gave access to two of the five balconies that she had seen outside , everything was fully decorated in a minimalist and modern way in the same cold color tone of the entrance, varying between a lot of white, gray and wood on the floor.
- Here is this extravagant room that I think was used for receptions, I'm not sure, but in any case there is one more office, and a room at the end of the corridor and the elevator is close by, too, let's follow the other thing ladder ...
He wasn't giving her time to think straight, it had to be that, as she ran between the rooms as if the devil was coming, Gisele could barely see what was around, because the man was already taking her up another flight of stairs and they left on the third floor of the house, which had another room, not as long, but as well decorated as the previous one, the other French doors led to the other two balconies.
- Another room, there is the other kitchen and the cellar, with the dining room, now we go to the next floor ...
- Wait! - Gisele interrupted him, a little dizzy.
- What?
- James, what the hell is that? Are you shoving this house down my throat saying "this is it", "this is it", have you gone crazy?
The Baron stuffed his hands in his pants pocket as if he had no idea what Gisele was talking about.
- Don't you like the house?
"I didn't say that, it's just that ..." She looked around. - How many floors does this house have?
- Five, with the basement, there is a gym and yoga studio, spa with hot tub, dry sauna and steam room, I thought you would like to know!
- You look like you studied for a presentation did you know?
James shrugged, there was no denying that he had actually looked at each room and studying them, to remember everything, he wanted Gisele to stay in that house, he had a practically impregnable security system, he was directly connected to him, two other houses next to him were also his and he could always let someone keep an eye on the place, she would be safe there, the neighborhood was quiet and there were many important people nearby, this was good for security.
- I like to know everything. - He sighed. - Don't you want to see the rest?
Gisele nodded and then let herself be led, on the other floor she discovered that they had three more suites crammed with luxury and comfort, but the terrace that left her breathless with the view she had, could see the city, the park from there with early afternoon appearing less gray than normal, it even had rays of sun.
- Wow, the view is beautiful ...
- Yes, that's right, I didn't plan that! - She laughed, staring at him.
- All power is limited Baron ...
- If you say ... - James wrapped his waist, holding her close. - And then? Will you keep the house?
Of course yes... Gisele obviously didn't say that, she went on.
- Do I have a choice?
- Yes, I have other houses, but I would be very happy if I stayed in that one, I consider it the best.
- I think this is too much, James, absurd even!
It was all a lie, of course, Gisele was more than satisfied with that place, in fact she would stay with him permanently and her coup mind was already working on some ways to happen.
- Accept Gisele, please!
She hugged him, looking into those blue eyes, which really asked for things that didn't seem to involve just one house.
- All right, it was our deal!
James breathed a sigh of relief when he looked through the properties he owned in London, knew that this house was ideal for Gisele, he was glad she accepted it. Smiling, he hugged her, then kissed her, as he had wanted to do since the first moment he saw her. Her sweet taste invaded him, traced his lower lip with his tongue, teasing and teasing, nibbled before finally investing with a longing full of desire, she showed no resistance, in fact, she broke up against his body, involving his neck, soft little hands grabbing your hair, bringing it to you.
The man's mouth slid down her jaw, going down to her neck, the brush of his beard made Gisele shiver, she smiled and the Baron kissed her again with renewed hunger, without so much delicacy, as if he couldn't restrain himself and this time his big hands went down her back to her buttocks, squeezing, bringing to herself and to feel the bulge of his male member.
- James ... Behave, we're on the terrace ...
- Like? He groaned against her mouth and then held her face. - You are. An. Temptation!
Gisele loved to hear him say that, which meant it affected him, but knowing she already knew what it could do to men. She kissed him again, but she walked away, taking him by the hand.
- Come, let's choose my room and have a party!
James grunted excitedly, hugging her around the waist, as he hurried down the stairs, but before he could reach the door to the first room his phone rang: Jack's ring. He wanted to scream in frustration, stopped.
- I need to answer! - He said.
- Seriously?
The Baron distinguished the woman's total lack of credulity and he took a deep breath, there was a rule, a limit, which was never to let her get ahead of business.
- Yes...
She snorted, and then the Baron walked away, walking directly to a single balcony on that floor and Gisele wanted to get closer, to hear, to know who the person who was so important was calling who was able to interrupt the prelude to an afternoon of sex, but she couldn't come any closer to find out or else he would see her trying to snoop, so she threw herself on the nearest sofa and waited.
- What's it?
James said with a grinding yelp very dissatisfied as he answered his cell phone looking over his shoulder to see if Gisele was within range of his voice.
- One day I will still be hurt by the way you talk to me. - Jack said on the other end of the line as if he were offended. - Where are you? I went to the mansion and Pottes said, I must point out that you had a big smile, that you slept outside, arrived late and then left again ...
- Do I pay you to take care of my damn life?
- Technically, yes. - He hurried to continue. - I have some really good news to tell you, it's not silly, I swear!
- It better be! - James said irritably. - Wait for me at Stone Black, I'll be here in half an hour.
- Yes sir.
He hung up, running a hand through his beard, taking a deep breath. It was clear that James preferred to spend the rest of the day in bed, screwing that pretty little thing sitting on the couch than meeting Jack, however, if he had important things to say it couldn't be done on his cell phone and he wouldn't let his dick commanded his life in that short period that allowed himself to be the real son of a bitch he always was, taking advantage of Gisele's company, who would probably disgust him if he knew the filth that even had his soul stuck.
- We will have to postpone the party, the bum here, unfortunately, has work to do!
Gisele looked at the Baron who came out of the balcony already explaining himself and ready to disappear, that irritated her, but left his face serene as in a beautiful summer day.
- Too bad, I bet we were going to have fun. - She got up. - Can you give me a ride?
- It won't be necessary, you can stay here, I'll send someone to collect your things and bring, a team can also come and pack everything ...
She watched the Baron's impassive expression for a few seconds before starting to count to ten and only then thinking about speaking.
- I would like to pack my own things, James!
- Because?
Gisele could list, one because she had stolen jewelry in her safe, two had a very expensive car in the hotel parking lot that she would have to get rid of because it didn’t match the character she played, three because she had a dozen fake documents and identity cards that I wouldn't be able to explain ... Oh, there were endless reasons ... She took a deep breath, trying
to let her temper cool, she didn't like people making decisions for her.
- Because I want it, it's my stuff, I don't want anyone doing it for me. - She made a gesture preventing him from speaking. - Look, I know that you are used to people doing everything around you, different from me, so we will leave things as they are, I will move here tomorrow, okay?
It's all right... No, I wasn't, because he would rather have her under his care, however, he would let me do things his way that time, so he gave a positive nod, but he was not happy.
- If that's how you want ...
- And so!
- I'll drop you off at the hotel, shall we?
Gisele watched him call her, but she was already ahead, she rolled her eyes on his back. I had to make a mental note among the many that I had already made about the Baron, the new era: Born dominant. The thing would not flow well if it did not manage to maneuver the man, since she was also very dominant, if they hit in the face I was not sure who would win. When she reached the top floor, he was waiting for her with a totally serious expression. He left beside her, there was no sign of Bartor, only[20]V8 parked nearby, which he opened the door to, Gisele got in, James did the same a second later and accelerated taking them out.
- You didn't close the house ... - She said trying to break the heavy weather.
- They will close!
That was all he said, so he was silent again. Gisele took a deep breath, staring at the window, knowing full well that the Baron was having a tantrum, men had that bad habit when they didn't get what they wanted.
"Are you going to be in a bad mood the whole trip to the hotel?"
- I'm not in a bad mood.
- Oh don't fuck, James, you are so angry that I didn't agree to change on your terms!
James kept his attention on the traffic trying to prevent it from becoming an argument.
- I did not stay...
- Liar!
He looked sideways, she was staring at him, arms crossed in front of her and with that raised eyebrow.
- Okay, because I'm not happy, if that's what you wanted to hear.
- You are not a reasonable man. - This time Gisele got that blue warning look.
- Was that an insult? Because it didn't work, I like not being reasonable.
- Then I'll start praying for patience!
Gisele turned to face the window again, but at least she already felt the climate less dense, her onslaught had an effect.
- I should have started praying the day I laid eyes on you!
- I'm reckless ... - He shrugged.
He wanted to remain angry, but laughed, so he reached out and took hers, intertwining his fingers and bringing it to his lips, kissing the back.
- Little princess ... - He whispered softly and she looked at him.
- You are very creative with nicknames!
- Thanks.
- It wasn't a compliment ...
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After more than twenty minutes late James finally arrived at the Stone Black mansion, less irritated but a little more intoxicated with Gisele, he didn't understand how, but he was.
- Sir. Blackcastle, how was your ride?
Pottes appeared at the elevator door as soon as he went up to the common floor of the house.
- Get out of here, you curious asshole!
The Baron continued to leave his butler behind, who still had a big smile on his face, which he did not see, as he hurried to his office wanting to know what good news Jack had to tell.
- It's good to make my time count!
James said opening the double doors to the office with a shove, Jack, was sprawled on the couch drinking the best whiskey, raised his glass in greeting, smiling like a bar drunk.
- Mr. Baron, I was almost getting baroque here waiting for you, will you ask me what has been taking up your precious time before me?
- Get your filthy feet off my couch, you buck. Pottes hasn't seen you with that whiskey bottle yet, has he?
He purposely changed the subject by sitting on the couch in front, Jack looked at his boots, they weren't so dirty, but he obeyed him.
- Actually he saw it, but I don't know what happened today, or maybe I do, because the guy is in a great state of mind so he let me drink!
Blackcastle wanted to let out a groan of exasperation, but just stared at the cuticles themselves, as if there was something interesting there, knowing that anything he said was just more material for Jack to make him hell with, just like Pottes.
- I can't imagine the reason, but it must be the age coming, it's getting old. James clapped his hands. - Now enough, tell me what you seemed so eager to tell!
Jack straightened up, sitting more like an educated human being, opening a treacherous smile.
- You will have your chin on the floor ...
- Proceed!
- It seems that the Bertinelli clan is imploding itself!
James frowned, that could not be possible, the Bertinelli were legendary for their cruelty, but mainly for the loyalty of their members, there were comments throughout Italy that the initiates of the mafia, even though they belonged to the founding family, underwent tortuous tests to prove themselves faithful. the institution.
- Where did you hear that Jack?
- Everyone is saying this in the underworld ... After Herovrisk and Volkov it seems that we are having another fall!
If that were true, it would be very good for business, as the Bertinelli, as if by magic, had taken over the operation of several businesses linked to the Russian Mafia family of Herovrisk and Volkov, there was no one in the underworld who had not heard of these surnames and the way they had suddenly been noise in the last few months.
- What else did you hear?
"A lot ..." He took out a crumpled newspaper and tossed it to James. - I present to you Beatrice Bertinelli, it seems that she is really the angel, now the Italian motherfucker seems to occupy the newspapers of America, she is no longer a ghost, she messed with Oliver Storm, it seems that they are together and had "problems" in a row , including a kidnapping, but everyone is saying it was Capo, however, in Italy the informants said that they had Bertinelli's son buried.
It just got better and better. The Baron had no willpower to go looking for those stories, much less deal with the people who knew about it, but Jack loved it, and did it very well, so he was the one who took care of business with him.
- Is Storm the smart guy who took things from American Matthew?
- Exactly, it seems that he became a contact for Bertinelli, but look, this Italian whore made money!
James looked at the photo taken by what looked like a paparazzi, the woman with brown hair and an elegant demeanor was really beautiful, was standing next to the big shot Storm, the two looked very serious, but the story about them spoke of “romance of the year ”And also said that she was your bodyguard? He laughed, he did speak, which was an outright lie, obviously they were hiding something more rotten underneath.
- If she is the angel of death, why is she exposing herself?
- I think she is not, because I think some shit went wrong, taking into account that Bertinelli buried a son!
- That explains the delays with your customers ...
- In Russia, Noam Serverovi took over part of the assets, the Bertinelli also punctured it there. They're burning dizzily, I think it's our time to expand ...
The Baron stood up, running his hand through his hair, thinking, an expansion would leave them more exposed for a period of time and there could be some mishaps that he didn't want to deal with, however, it was manageable.
- If we do that there may be retaliation ...
- But if we do it fast, maybe not. - Jack said convinced. - I have the necessary personnel to notify those responsible that we are taking over the “loose” market here!
He looked at Jack, thinking, but not out of fear, there was nothing to lose right there in the face of the facts.
- Okay, do that, I'll have the operation team increase and pla
n to unload that stock for tomorrow night. - He paused. - Activate your contacts in America and say that we are going to get that cargo out of there, it will leave on the next Watts ship, so it will not raise suspicion.
- Oh, we're gonna rock. - Jack stated standing up.
- I hope so or else they will rock with us, now take the lead in things, you know ...
- Yes sir, I'm going now, thanks for the whiskey.
"I didn't give anything ..." He said, but Jack was already walking through the door.
The Baron collapsed on the couch again thinking that his uncle would be very proud to see the business that gave life expand even more, however, he was not proud of that, he just remembered the price he paid to get there , only he discovered that when he reaches the top or remains there for protection or fell at once dragging everyone who benefits from security, so he chose to stay on top, to protect whoever was trapped in it.
Chapter 10
Benett was more than happy to keep the [21]Maserati, said that it would be very beneficial, which actually made Gisele jealous. As for the jewels that she had kept, she just moved, she still had to wait a while to sell them, so she put the false bottom of a makeup case and her fake documents in another.
- Now your address will be in Belgravia? - He laughed. - Our meetings will become more complicated.
- Yes, and James will at some point want to meet you!
She said closing a last suitcase and turned to the friend who was lying in the center of his bed, very relaxed watching her "work".
- How do you know that?
- He is a controller and investigates everything, you saw how he turned over my histories.
- When the time comes I will be prepared, until then, avoid!
Gisele sighed, placing her hands on her hips, wondering if there was anything else she should keep hidden.
- Prepare the transfer documents, I want to move the house as soon as possible to the name of our orange, I don't know much to expect from the Baron's behavior, he will change his mind and get me out of the house!
- I'll send you by email tomorrow ...