LADY ELÉONOR - MAFIA BOSS'S WOMAN

CHAPTER 01

SOMEWHERE IN PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA.

"Boss, the spy just sent out a signal" A tattooed face man reported. Not daring to look into my eyes. I flickered the light of the cigarette, standing up straight. My tall statue, hovering over him despite the fact that he is big and burly. "Let's get started," I ordered. He bowed and left to inform the others outside.

Glaring at the cold metal door at the corner of the room, my lips curled into a devilish smirk. Pushing open the metal door, all kinds of weapons and munitions came to view. I picked up the Lupara from the hidden corner of the room. "My favourite" I mumbled, kissing the barrel of the Lupara. Picking up a well pieced Bolt action rifle, I closed the metal door after confirming I had enough ammunition in my bag.

"Is everything ready?" I asked Diego, the man who had earlier reported the situation to me. "Yes boss, everything has been set. There's no way Fernandez is going to escape from us today" He replied snorting at how hard Fernandez is going to fall.

An evil smirk once again plastered on my face. "Then let's set out now. Everything should go according to the plan" I instructed. "As you've ordered, boss" Diego promised. "Your end is today Fernandez" I whispered, balling my fist in excitement.

CENTRAL MARKET; LAS VEGAS.

A small petite figure walked around the market area. Beyond tattered, is the description of the type of cloth she is wearing. With short stinky hair and long legs. Fair skinned, skinny body with visible bone. Her chest, as flat as a plywood. There's nothing to show that she's actually a female except for her perky and attractive butts.

Her back asset stood out among the crowd. Some people keep wondering, which guy would have such an attractive back side? Eléonor, glanced through the huge market area. Her stomach won't stop rumbling from hunger. She tiredly found a shade, sitting under it. Her stomach grumbled loudly again. Frowning, she sighted a brand new piece of clothing and shoes that was parked in a paper bag.

She watched as the buyer took out her card and paid the bill. The buyer collected the paper bag and headed out. Eléonor immediately stood up. She carefully followed the lady. Reaching a very crowded area of the market, she brushed shoulders with the lady. Successfully replacing the bag she had earlier picked up from the market refuse dump with the bag the lady held. Eléonor, Hastily walked away with the lady's paper bag.

"Ah! What the hell am I holding? Oh my god!" Eugenie wailed!. She threw the trash bag away. Rotten food stuff instantly crawled out of the bag. Eugenie, scrunched her nose in disgust. "how the hell did my cloth bag get exchanged with this bag of trash?" she yelled, angrily.

"It's so common nowadays. Petty thieves everywhere. You just have to take heart" An old granny consoled her. Eugenie, Almost flared up from rage. Just because anyone can experience petty thieves doesn't mean she should. She is not just anyone, She is Eugenie Maddox. She raised her nose up with her shoulders held up high. She couldn't bother about some ordinary lowlife.She still had to accompany her dad to lunch with her handsome Mr. Rocco.

Eléonor, stopped at a secluded area. She panted heavily, bringing out the clothes from the bag. A short black knee length pants, a red baggy shirt, a pair of long white socks, a pair of white sneakers and what are these? She held up sexy black lace panties. She held it from different strange angles, examining the pants clearly.

What's the difference between wearing nothing and wearing this revealing piece... She asked no one in particular. Eléonor, Brought out a bra from the bag. Unlike normal girls would, she did not look embarrassed. Taking the bra, she sized it against her chest... This brasiér Is too large for me,, she exclaimed. Putting the bra aside, She glanced through the bag to see four one thousand dollar notes. Happily she took the items and left.

ROYAL EATERY

After taking a clean bath in the public hot spring and changing into a set of clothes and shoes, Eleonor went over to the royal eatery..

ROOM 18

Jax, Ryder, Lars, Mr. Maddox, Mr. Maddox's secretary, Wyatt and Eugenie, were seated around the huge table discussing business. "Mr. Rocco, this deal is definitely gonna benefit the both of us if we collaborate" Mr. Maddox grinned. Jax glared coldly at him without saying a word.

"Mr. Rocco, why are you not saying anything? If we cooperate, we're both gonna achieve a lot" Maddox laughed cunningly. "Is that so~?" Jax finally asked, stressing the 'so'. Mr. Maddox broke into cold sweat. "yes, of.. Of Course" he nervously replied. "oh! Then How many percent do I benefit?" Jax taunted. "thirty percent. That's fair enough" Mr. Maddox grinned.

"F*ck, do you think our boss is easy to bully? You want seventy percent, giving us thirty percent, while we do the work! Who the hell do you think you are?" Lars exclaimed, hitting the table and standing up in the process. Ryder also frowned and glared at the other party. Jax, knocked on the table, restoring order. "Sit down, Lars. Mr. Maddox, what were we discussing earlier? How many percent did you say again?" Jax, asked. His calm and cold voice, dangerously seductive and soothing to the ear.. But, that didn't hide the danger and threat in his question.

Mr. Maddox became nervous. He knows better than offending this big shot. "Forty-five percent" Maddox replied almost biting his tongue.

***

Eléonor, bounced Towards Royal eatery. This restaurant happens to be very popular and expensive.. Their dishes and cuisine had a unique and delicious taste. She entered the place, secretly marvelled at the aristocratic architectural design.

Knowing fully well that only rich people can afford to pay to eat in such an expensive cloth, And seeing how well dressed she is, A female Waitress, brought over a menu to Ele, who is now seated comfortably on a serving sofa..

"Good afternoon sir, welcome to the royal eatery.. Please order what you'd like to have" the waitress said, respectfully. Eléonor frowned at the way she was addressed as 'sir', Instead of correcting her, she said nothing and accepted the menu whilst winking at the poor waitress, whose heart had Been struck by love bubbles.

"why don't you order for me. I'll have whatever you order" she smiled at her. The waitress's heart softened like batter. She refused but paused when Eléonor said Another line of words. "You can order whatever you can pay for. I don't mind being fed by a beauty like you" she winked again. The waitress nodded stupidly. She grinned like a high school student who had just experienced her first love.

The waitress served the dishes. "today's food looks plentier than normal" Eléonor, Complemented. "Yes, I specially told the cook to add more potion," she giggled. "awwn, it's my pleasure to be served by you. Do you mind joining the table?" Eléonor offered. "Of course I don't. But right now, I still have to go back to work. Giving me your number will do" she winked. "Alright sure baby, xxx815xxxx" She replied, flashing a bright smile at the waitress.

***

"Forty five percent? I want sixty percent" Jax demanded. Mr. Maddox's eyes widened. "but.." He tried to negotiate. "Do you not want to cooperate with us anymore?" Jax, threatened. "Then I'll get sixty percent and you'll get forty percent. That is my final decision" He concluded, not compromising at all.

Mr. Maddox, reluctantly nodded his head. He motion Wyatt to quickly prepare another agreement later. In a flash, Jax signed his name on both documents. He carelessly threw his own copy of agreement at Ryder. "get your men. You're in charge of this project" Ryder grinned. He then bowed respectfully at Jax.

"You all get out. You, come over" Jax, motioned at Eugenie. "Touched or untouched" he asked. "touched" Eugenie replied blushing. "Great" he commended. "Now Pull up your dress and pull down your pantie."

Eléonor, massage her round stomach... She yawned tiredly, seeming satisfied. Did she do anything wrong? No, she didn't do anything wrong. She's just making use of the handsome beauty she has to her own advantage.

Jax, team sauntered out of the private restaurant owned by Jax. Followed by Mr. Maddox team. Jax and Eugenie, who is finding it difficult to walk, were the last to exit. Eugenie's expression constricted when she noticed the outfit Eléonor, Was wearing. "Hey you petty thief! I was going to find you but, Thank gawd you brought yourself to me" she yelled.

Eleonor, look back at Eugenie. An expression of fear flashed through her face but it was quickly masked before anyone could notice it. She flashes a charming and innocent smile at her. "Were you talking to me?" Eugenie's heart almost melted at such a harmless look on the cute boy's face. She couldn't help but think about how it would feel to be f*cked by him.

It'll definitely be great and unlike Rocco.... Eugenie, concluded. "No! i saw wrong" she said waving her hands in the air. "ohk! No problem" Eléonor winked at her.

Jax and Ryder shared a look. Deceive everyone but you can't deceive them. He made an eye signal with Ryder and then turned towards where Eleonor stood but she had disappeared. Jax, frowned. He looked straight ahead and there she stood.

She made a thumbs down sign and winked at him whilst blowing an air kiss to him. A double deck bus drove past and Eleonor was nowhere to be seen. Jax's ego felt hit. He gritted his teeth and clenched his palms. "I want every detail of that lad" he ordered Lars, before boarding his luxurious Limo, whilst lightening his Cigar…

PHILADELPHIA

FERNANDEZ'S DEN

The place was now in complete chaos. All of my men had gone according to the plan.

Catching Fernandez unexpectedly was definitely the best decision I've made this entire year. "You're not gonna speak?"

I asked Fernandez's right hand man, Paul.

"I'm fvcking not gonna tell you a single thing" He replied, launching a punch at me. I ducked to the side, sending him a double round leg kick. Paul was sent flying to the ground. He groaned, standing up on his feet. "I'll never tell you" He yelled, running towards me at an unexpected speed. I stumbled backwards and he took the chance, throwing a bone cracking punch on my face.

My eyes widened when I caught the sight of the poisonous Arabian Knife that was shimmering under the glow of the flickering neon light. Paul smirked at me, launching the knife at me. So close.. but I managed to jump backward, knocking into a pile of packed cocaine. Paul laughed, bringing out a Thompson 1928 product gun from his pants. "Sorry but nothing is fair in love and war" He said and then pulled the trigger…