Taming The Las Vegas Playboy

"Hmm, wait a minute darling, let's take a shower first."

Pichani whispered into the man's ears.

"Ah, yes, bathe together, the idea makes me so hot and hard. I miss you so much, babe, miss your hot sexy body close against mine like this, ah."

The guy whispered back and they were kissing each other at the door.

Stefan sighed, reached for the switch, the light brightened up the room, and everything was clear in his vision. He was glad that he came tonight.

"Stefan! Oh, no Stefan please, it's not what you think!"

Pichani rushed to the godfather who was sitting on the couch watching her and Dave with no emotions in his deep blue eyes and that was scarier than when he was threatening with anger. She collapsed on the floor weeping and sobbing, fear written all over her face, knowing in her heart that Stefan had the power to make people disappear forever if he wanted to!

Stefan shook his head, he hated sluts, this woman was a whore and that was it.

"Please, darling, please listen to me, it's not what you see."

"For fuck's sake, shut up, and listen to me carefully, you have twenty minutes to pack your bags and get out of my face."

Stefan said with a cold voice, felt annoyed that he was so stupid to feed this bitch for so long and she did not deserve what he gave her.

"No, please, honey, please, don't do this to me." Pichani was crying louder and louder.

"Go pack now, before I change my mind" Stefan gave her cold gaze.

"No, I am not going anywhere, please darling."

"Okay, your time's up, I've changed my mind."

Stefan called his bodyguards who were waiting for him downstairs. A minute that it took for two tall men to arrive in the room.

"James, Ben, throw this bitch out of this place and empty her room, now."

Stefan gave his bodyguards an order, turned to look at Pichani. She screamed like crazy with tear all over her face. The Dave guy saw a chance to run off but James stopped him with one step in front.

"Stop, son of a bitch, wait for your girlfriend first."

Stefan ordered. The guy was shaking with fear, his face was as white as paper, looking at the three tall strong men.

Wirata was listening to the loud noise outside. Pichani was crying and screaming, begging her mafia boyfriend with a sopping voice. His cold tone came through the door clearly, he ordered some guys to throw Pichani and her belongings out of the room!

"Oh my Lord!"

Wirata mumbled. Pichani had run out of lucks sooner than expected. That boyfriend of hers was lucky to come tonight and that had opened his stupid eyes, finally.

Um, what about herself, Wirata had realized that if Pichani ran out of luck, so did she, being attacked by the bad man and now she also would have to find a new place to stay.

But thinking positively, it was a good job that this happened during the Uni break and Wirata was going home in Las Vegas for three months. So she had some time to find a place, hopefully, it would not be too hard to find one.

Yuck! Wirata got goose bumps when the picture of that bad mafia came into her head, she ran to the bathroom and brushed her teeth again.

Wirata packed the bag quietly. Her ears were listening to the sound from outside. A moment later the crying and screaming voice of Pichani had gone quiet. But there was still someone out there in the living room, guessed it was him, the bad jackass who dared to kiss her, Yuck!

Wirata was not sure what to do now, maybe, she had to wait for the mafia to go first and then she could leave. Satisfied with her thoughts, Wirata sat and waited in the small room quietly and patiently.

Stefan was walking from the door to the sofa and the sofa to the door. He did that unaccountably before decided to sit down again. The two bodyguards, James and Ben were standing at the front door watching their boss, didn't wanna tell him that they got dizzy of watching him walking like that. The two were waiting for orders because it's getting late, the boss should go home to rest his drunken head.

Stefan turned to look at the small room again, the door still closed and it was very quiet. What was her name? He had seen her two years ago, only a split second. Never bothered to remember the details about this Thai girl when Pichani talked about her. He only remembered a little that she had problems, something like um, no place to live and no money? That's the reason Pichani had to let her stay here, to perform some sorts of the acts of kindness, whatever bull shit she gave him.

The slender Asian girl with black hair, wearing glasses that he had a glimpse for two seconds two years ago. Stefan somehow remembered the soft body he hugged and kissed a moment ago, that softness with curves did not indicate she was thin as a plank-like it showed. The hair seemed to be longer now. How old is she?

Stefan signalled his bodyguards to give him a piece of paper and a pen, he wrote down some notes and slid the paper underneath the room door before leaving the apartment.

In the car, Stefan was still thinking about the mysterious woman in the small room, wondering that who would be able to tell him more about her, looked at his mobile phone and decided to push a button.

"Who is the girl and how old is she?"

He asked straight away when Pichani picked up the phone. Pichani was still crying in Dave's car. When she saw who was ringing, she stopped right that minute her heart was full of hope that Stefan's calling to apologize. But the questions made her go mad again.

"Who?"

"The girl in the apartment."

Stefan replied with a cold voice.

Pichani paused, what suddenly came into her mind was, if a man like Stefan Mackenzie asked about any woman, it meant he was interested in. And no fucking way she would tell him about that ordinary Wirata!

"Stefan, darling, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to betray you, but I was so lonely you hadn't cared to come to see me for so long. I'm so sorry darling, let's try again. Please."

Pichani tried to ask for forgiveness for the last time, she said without sincere, deep in her mind knew so well that a man like Stefan wasn't a fool for too long.

"Listen, I'll ask you again. What is the girl's name and how old is she? and stop wasting my time, give me straight and right answers, and I'll let you go without a scratch."

Stefan said with controlled and low tone, tried not to get pissed easily, his head was still aching like it's going to explode any time soon.

"Why? Stefan ... I have just left, now you already moved on, thinking of fucking another woman? Or are you fucking her right now? "

She was screaming like crazy again. The voice was harsh and loud. Stefan shook his head with annoying. How could he get into this slut? Such a waste of time and unnecessary, his life had so much to do, no more giving his peace of mind to any whore from now on.

He was right about not to keep and raise any woman permanently. He should go back to his old routine, one night, and never look back! That was the best for a man who had never intended to go deeper than sex with any woman like himself.

"Give me a good answer or I will send someone to ask you in person"

The tone was smooth, but Pichani knew that he actually would do it without hesitating and nobody wanted to face Stefan's men unnecessarily. Stefan did not like anyone to challenge his power.

"Okay, since you won't listen to me anyway. If you wanna know about that girl, I want my last three- month salary,"

Pichani said with frustration, she couldn't persuade or lie to him any longer, so she should make sure he would pay for what he owed her!

"Don't you dare to negotiate with me, Pichani! In fact, my men can find out whatever I want easily. But I'll give you a chance, if you tell me right now, I will give you the final salary, take it or leave it!"

And Pichani knew that was the last chance for her, she was not daft to lose it!

"Her name is ah, ... Violet, I don't know her age, you can go find out yourself and don't forget your words. I want my money in my account straight away."

She said with an angry tone, lied about the name of the girl because deep in mind, she felt jealous, didn't want any woman to have him, the most gorgeous man she had ever slept with.

Stefan put the phone off immediately, did not want to listen to this bitch anymore. Violet ... Um. Stefan turned to his bodyguards.

"James, Ben ... remember that from now on, I won't take any woman permanently, no longer than one night. Do as usual, virgin and one time in bed is enough, I don't want to waste my time to negotiate with this nonsense anymore." Frustrated tone with the feelings having enough as he said.

"Yes, boss" James and Ben acknowledged the orders as always, drove the car back to the Mackenzie Mansion, Stefan's father's place in Boston.

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Wirata bent down to pick up a small piece of paper inserted underneath the door. Staring at the message in front of her eyes.

'Be with me for one night, and I'll let you stay here, free of charge.'

Wirata read the message again and again. Her face went red with anger, who the hell he thought he was, dared to write her that rude creepy and unbearable message!

Wirata crumpled that piece of paper, felt so angry beyond words, dumped it into the trash ... Damn him!

She got dressed and dragged two existing bags out of her room, couldn't stay here any longer. She decided to go to find a hotel to sleep for tonight and would fly home when the sun's up.

Looking around the living room, Wirata saw some paper and a pen on the low table, she stared at it for a second before reached for it, wrote down some special reply to the man who she never wish to see his face again as long as she's still alive on this earth!

The next day, Stefan ordered his bodyguards to go to the apartment. James and Ben returned to report their boss with a small piece of paper they found. Ben handed it to Stefan and stepped away a bit, made sure it's a safe spot for him. Seeing the boss was reading the message carefully, Ben and James already saw it and they were thinking of throwing it away, but, at the end, they decided to keep it, had to have something for Stefan, otherwise, it would be harder work for them to find any information to satisfy the big boss.

Stefan's face turned serious, frown with no space between his thick dark eyebrows, his eyes stared at the message very still.

The message shouted...

'GO TO HELL!'