* Knock * Knock *

The knocking sound pulled Damon from his thoughts and he looked up at the door. The door creaked open and a woman walked in. She was Sabrina, Damon’s number one female companion of the week. Ever since Isabella, Damon never gave his heart to anyone else and girls were only the means to an end.

Sabrina was young and eager to please. She was wearing her sexy latex uniform that revealed very little to the imagination. A playful smile stretched on her face as she strode over to Damon’s desk.

“I’ve been waiting for your call all day,” she whispered seductively.

“Got some business to take care of in the morning,” Damon said as he got up.

“I heard,” Sabrina stood right in front of him and put her hands on his broad chest. ”You’ve been working so hard, master. Let me take care of you for a change.”

Sabrina pushed Damon until he sat back down on the chair. The smile on her face was growing larger as she climbed on top of him. Her lips were aimed for his neck and Damon’s hand slowly reached up to her neck.

“You,” Damon hissed as his hand choked the girl’s neck. She gasped in shock as she couldn’t breathe. “You don’t tell me what to do,” he ordered and she nodded her head.

Damon released his hand and Sabrina staggered back. Her hands went to her neck which was now bruised and blue.

“Get on your fucking knees,”

Damon stood up and undid his belt. Swallowing hard, Sabrina quickly obeyed her master. It was her first week being Damon’s number one as he got bored of his previous number one. Damon usually never spent more than a couple of weeks with the same girl, but Sabrina was determined to make a difference. She came from the rougher part of town and being the mafia king’s number one girl was the best thing she could aspire for.

* SMACK! *

The sound of Damon’s leather belt connecting with her skin sent shivers up and down her spine.

“Ah!” she screamed in pain, but that only made him rougher and he struck her harder.

* SMACK! *

* SMACK! *

* SMACK! *

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When the afternoon was done and the sun had set over the city, Damon knew it was time for another night of work. Tonight, he and his boys were visiting a local bar in Jersey City called The Union to make deals with other families around the area. Damon had to make sure he was able to keep the peace inside his own territory if he were to make war with the nearby Maranzano family.