Taken By The Mafia Lord

It was a huge mistake coming here, Mimi knew that. But like the moth drawn to the flame, she guessed she was attracted to danger.

However, unlike Mimi that was filled with a bit of hesitation, Victor was ecstatic and didn't bother to hide his excitement with the way he grabbed onto her arm and led her into his house.

Victor was really a strange man, Mimi thought as she was able to memorize his password and he didn't even bother to hide it nor was he even concerned she saw it. Does he trust her that much or thinks she's incapable of robbing him?

Mimi was sure there was something valuable in this place. If he could convert a diplitated warehouse into an amazing loft, Mimi could already imagine a room where he stacked millions. Wasn't that what people like them do to avoid the government cracking down on them?

"I have first aid," Victor finally let go of her hand and went down on his knees, pulling the bed cover over as he dragged the box out of the bed.

"I have everything you need," Victor happily offered her box.

"That's good," Mimi accepted it from him but made no effort to open it, "However, you need to bathe first?"

"Bath?" Victor only noticed that word, his face splitting into a wider grin.

"Gosh!" Mimi waved her hand over her face, "erase that dirty thought out of your head," she couldn't believe him, "You just need to soak in a warm bath, it would help soothe those tensed muscles," she gestured to his dirty appearance, "And help you look more presentable,"

"Fine," was all Victor said and in the same minute, began to work on the buttons on his shirt.

"Jesus, Vic!" Mimi screamed, turning the other way startled by the move. She didn't expect that he would undress immediately and especially, not in front of her.

"What is it?" Victor asked casually, tugging the cloth down his arms.

Mimi was flabbergasted by his nonchalant attitude, she was close to combusting, "What do you mean what is it? How could you start undressing in front of me? Don't you know the word, decency?"

"Says the one who watched me have sex," He retorted.

At that witty comeback, Mimi's jaw dropped to the ground. How could he? Even at that, she still went red-faced. That was a memory she didn't want to recall for good reasons.

"T-that is not part of our conversation," Mimi was so flushed she couldn't help but stutter. Only Victor's shamelessness could make her stumble over her words.

"You've already seen my nakedness, what's more to hide?" He added mockingly, "And oh! I'm naked, I'm just informing your virgin mind,"

Mimi was offended by his words, she defended herself fiercely, "Idiot, my mind's not a virgin!"

"Then surely you can have a view of my sexy ass," He challenged her.

She almost spat blood, what sexy ass! With her hot temper and impulsiveness, Mimi was ready to turn and meet his challenge head-on, proving to him that she wasn't a chicken only to realize that this was a trap and she almost fell into it.

"Oh," Mimi caught herself at the last minute, "I see what you're doing," She took a deep breath.

Without a word spoken to him, Mimi pulled out her phone, cleared her throat, and began, "Since you want your sexy ass on display, why don't the whole world be a spectator as well. I'm quite sure this would go viral," Mimi lifted the phone as if she was about to start a live video.

"Hey, you crazy!" All blood seemed to have drained from Victor's face as he screeched like a banshee and ran into the bathroom as if the devil were on his heels.

As soon as he left, Mimi burst into hysterical laughter. That was as funny as shit, now she knew how to tease Victor in the future. Mimi laughed so hard that she only stopped when her stomach began to hurt.

"Finally!"

Mimi threw herself on his bed, spreading her arms wide and feeling the softness. She had to admit, her friendship with Victor was not what she expected. She had been skeptical of his intentions at first when he suggested they be friends, but now she thought about it, Victor behaved like a child in need of attention - her attention.

That thought made her heart flutter and she felt herself melting. Gosh, Mimi slapped her cheeks twice to recover her senses. She can't think of Victor in another way other than her crazy friend. Victor was hot and all but he was not her type, not to mention, his energy scared her.

Mimi was lost in her thought that she didn't hear when the door was opened until the soft patter of feet, did she looked up and whistled low.

Victor was… well, a human sex god.

His hair was wet and tousled carelessly, magnifying his sex appeal while he wore only his pajama pants which meant he was bare from the chest upwards and Mimi was treated to a good show of his sexy toned stomach.

God indeed, specifically created a group of people on Sunday (Sunday = his resting day. So he took his sweet time creating them)

"Get decent or I'm leaving,"

Just one command from Mimi and Victor was trudging in the direction of his wardrobe grudgingly. Mimi was such a killjoy.

The next minute, Victor was leaning against the headboard while Mimi sat on the edge of the bed right beside him administering medicine to his wound.

"This is boring," Victor said as she treated him.

"Shut up or I'll feed you this ointment," She threatened him.

"I'm good as far as I'll lick it off your finger," He winked at her.

Mimi's hand froze in mid-air, stunned. Of course, leave it to Victor to allude to the most innocent of conversations to sex every time he opens his mouth.

Had it been another person, Mimi would have landed a punch on his face and kicked his sorry ass out of her life but this was Victor. Victor was… urn… Victor. She couldn't exactly find the words to describe him.

"Fine," Victor changed tactic, "Since I won't be talking, then you do the talking,"

"What?" Mimi took her eyes off the minor cut at his temple to look into his eyes, "Talk about what?"

"For starters…." He thought, "Yourself! Yes. Talk about you,"

"There's nothing to know about me,"

"Oh, come on,"

"Why would you even want to know about me?" she was honestly surprised.

"Because I like you,"