Her Savior

DANTE

“Sorry, sir,” the driver glanced in the mirror.

Dante Black was used to the busy streets of New York.

“It’s rush hour, sir,” the driver was scared of Dante and didn’t want to anger him.

“It’s always rush hour,” he mumbled.

Dante was a big man, just over six feet tall, with short dark blond hair, blue eyes, and tattoos that covered his arms, neck, back, and chest. He had muscles from working out that strained under anything he wore. Most people were scared of him, and he liked it that way. After all, he was one of the most feared mafia leaders around, and all at the age of twenty-five.

Arriving at his home, he was greeted by his men. Most of his men had been with him for years.

He spoke mostly for the benefit of the new hires. “My men know what I expect, but I’ll explain it so there’s no misunderstandings. I expect loyalty. I won’t stand for disrespect of any kind. I don’t tolerate wild parties of any kind in my home. Any questions?”

“No, boss,” they said together.

MORRIS

Morris told Arthur that he was going to check on Harper and then would meet them for dinner. His business contacts knew nothing about how he treated her. Only his men knew, and they said nothing.

“Where is she?”

“Been upstairs all day, boss.”

“Good.” He smiled. “Take the night off.” He was going to make sure she was in no shape to do anything.

Harper didn’t know this, but he only ever had one guy at the house when he wasn’t there.

“I’m home, darling.” He saw her lying in the bed. “Tired, are we?”

“Morris.”

He pulled his tie off. “Apparently, our potential client thinks you remind him of his granddaughter. Did you tell him what I do to you?”

“No. I only spoke with Anna.”

He tied her hands together. “I don’t believe you, darling.”

“I swear.” Her eyes were wide with fear.

Morris ripped open her shirt and roughly palmed her boobs. “When will you ever learn?”

She whimpered and turned her face away.

He snapped her chin back, squeezing it hard. “Open wide.” He shoved his dick in her mouth.

“Don’t you fucking dare use your teeth,” he warned.

Tears ran down her cheeks. He loved fucking her mouth like this.

He smiled as he shot his cum all over her face. Then he smeared it all over her. It didn’t take him long to be rock-hard again. He pushed her back on the bed and entered her roughly.

“Fucking take it.” His fingers were digging into her boobs so hard that bruises were already starting to appear. He felt so powerful.

Filling her to the hilt, he said, “You’re going to take it all, and you’re going to like it.”

He was relentless, leaving marks all over her body. He pulled out, flipping her over. She let out a scream when he plunged into her ass.

“Morris, please,” she begged.

The pain she was in was part of what he liked.

Her begging only made him go harder and faster until he pulled out, shooting his cum on her back.

“I have a dinner to get to. I’ll be back at eleven, and I want a drink waiting for me.” He left her on the bed.

The anger that he had released on Harper came back in full force when Bennett asked where she was.

“She’s not feeling well.”

“We could’ve rescheduled.”

Bennett probably meant that he could’ve stayed home with her, but Morris was insulted.

“She sends her apologies. Let’s get started, shall we?”

Morris masked his anger until the night was over. Bennett agreed to work with them, and Arthur insisted they have a drink to celebrate. This deal would make them both very rich.

Harper had his glass of whiskey waiting for him. She knew he was pissed as soon as she saw him.

“You fucking bitch!” He stormed up to her, punching her in the face. “I knew you spoke with him. You never fucking listen!”

He had his way with her for hours. Harper’s bloodied and bruised body was still lying on the kitchen floor when he left for an early meeting.

***

Two hours later, he got a call. “Boss, the pool boy found her on the floor.”

“So? Pay him and send him home.”

“He called the cops and an ambulance. They’re on the way.”

“Fuck!” He slammed his hands on his desk. “Kick in the side door and make it look like someone broke in.” Morris knew the kitchen was still a mess. “And take her ring off.”

“Yes, boss.”

He would do as he was told.