Mob Boss x Hitwoman (Closed for KINKYCanada)

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cassandra Shaw stood in an empty warehouse, her long blond hair tied back in a sharp tail, her icy blue eyes focused on the man who was kneeling before her, face bloody from the fight they'd been in earlier, the man begged for his life, "Please, I won't do it again, please, please don't kill me." The man whimpered. Cassandra simply snorted, "Once was too much." She raised her gun, pulling the trigger, there was a line you did not cross with the DeSilva's, and stealing from them was one of those lines. The man fell, a bullet wound perfectly centered in his forehead. At 29 years old, Cassandra had done many things in her life, but as of late, for the last many years, she had been Carmine DeSilva's go to killer. Which didn't bother Cass in the least. She had a Axis II Personality Disorder, part of which meant that she lacked the capacity to feel most emotions, such as empathy, compassion, joy, love, sorrow, She felt pain, but she had a very high tolerance for it. This made her the perfect killer, she literally could not feel compassion for her victim, it did not bother her, to kill people. In essence she was a sociopath.

Finishing up, she disposed of the body and left, leaving no trace of herself. Driving her old 1970's black Dodge charger, the lanky blonde drove until she reached Carmine's home. The guard on the gate let her in without a word. This wouldn't be the first late night meeting she'd attended here. Carmine was the closest thing that Cassandra would call a friend. He was also the only lover she'd kept for longer than a few months. Though these two certainly weren't in a relationship, not even close. They slept together when the felt like it, and slept with others as they pleased. Parking her car she stepped out, dressed in dark jeans, and a snug black shirt, her weapon holstered at the small of her back, hidden beneath the leather jacket she wore.

Walking inside she found her way easily to Carmine's private office. Stepping in, her eyes landed on the man. "It's done." She said easily, moving until she was sitting in the chair across from him, his desk between them. He was the only person she felt at ease around. "He barely put up a fight. A half hearted one," She mused, her fingers trailing over the bruise that was starting to form on her jaw. The man had gotten one lucky hit in. "No one is ever going to find the body." She said, settling into the chair, relaxing.

 

[KINKYCanada]

Carmine DeSilva had been waiting in his office for a better part of the night. Still wearing his tailor fitted suit. His mind consumed with what had happened. He knew the task he had set for Cass was well within her scope and he had not given it any thought really. What was troubling him was that there was someone who was brazen enough to steal from him. He was sure this would not be the first time this would happen and he wasn't even concerned about the cash. It was the message that you could steal from him and get away with it. That was the problem here. He needed to have it dealt with quickly so he ordered the hit and sent out his best. he sent out Cassandra.

When his phone buzzed he saw it was Mark the guard at the gate letting him know she was here. Mark would normally get permission from Carmine to let anyone in, but Cass was not just anyone. She was very different indeed.

When the door opened to the study and she walked in he was a little shocked to see a swelling bruise on her chin. She was not only a great shot, and a stone cold killer but also a master at hand to hand. Most skilled fighters would have trouble getting a shot in on her never mind a low level thief.

Cass filled him in on it, sparing any real detail. He knew when she spoke to him her words were always true. He liked having a person in his life that he trusted with out question. This was a rarity in their line of work. Which was crime.

He had built an empire. Starting out as a solider for the Gambino crime family much the same as Cass has. Only he was nothing compared to her when it came to killing. He rose to capo. Soon he was the underboss and now he had started his own family, he was the man in charge. He had hundreds of solders, and almost as many in his Legitimate business, he a chain of dry cleaners and a chain of dirty book stores, a couple of night clubs.

He smiled at her. Carmine liked her and though married he preferred her company to his wife Michelle's, both emotionally and sexually though he never really let on to Cass. "Did you find out who was behind it? Did you recover the money?" Carmine asked her when she finished, then let out a chuckle when he thought of the look on his face when Cass caught up to him. He knew what she was capable of and he knew that most men underestimated her a mistake many never lived to regret. Many of his own would question him on using her so much. They were ignored for the most part none dared insult her to his face or hers for that matter.

He wondered if he need ask her about the bruise. Feeling she would tell him if she wanted him to know he left it alone. He decided that she would get a short rest before moving on to her next assignment, so he offered her to stay. Michelle stayed in their condo in Manhattan, she knew he screwed around and she also hated Staten Island where the compound was. She also knew leaving him or even complaining was a sure fire way to have Cass visiting. Though they fought all the time.

He was horny but his mind was also elsewhere and this made it so he didn't press it tonight, unless she wanted it!

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

She shook her head, "No one was behind it. He was simply stupid. He thought he could steal and get away with it. The money was at his place, Demitri picked it up for me." Although Demitri Blake was technically employed by Carmine, Cassandra often stole him for her own errands, often she'd take Demitri's girlfriend Danny as well, both had proven their worth to Cassandra and though she didn't trust them as much as Carmine, they were the only others she frequently worked with.

At his offer she nodded, "Sure I dont have anywhere better to be." Her voice held a teasing edge to it. It didn't bother her that she slept with a married man. She didn't feel guilt, even on the rare occasions her and Michelle had met, with Cass receiving death glares, it never bothered her though it did amuse her.

"For a low level thief he had surprising fighting skills. When I confronted him I didn't expect him to hit me. " She mused, clearly displeased that she'd been bested even for the moment. She knew her looks often made others under estimate her. But she preferred it that way, made it easier to get close if she needed to. Tilting her head she watched her boss "I suppose I probably should've drug it out some. Really made a point." She shrugs, not too concerned, despite her issues she rarely did unnecessary torture, unless it was specifically asked for, though that was rare. She shrugged off her jacket and slid her holster off her belt. Carmine was the only one she felt comfortable enough around to disarm herself, it was quite the sign of trust, for the woman who said she trusted no one, she just refused to admit she trusted Carmine, less anyone think they could use him to hurt her or her to hurt him. Better to be safe.

 

[KINKYCanada]

Happy to not only hear that his money would be back to him, but that she found out that he was nothing more than a punk, this made him relax knowing there was not any family trying to muscle in.

He stood and walked his 6'2" frame over to a small bar at the side of the room. He poured her a shot of whisky as well as one for himself. "Glad to hear it! You did good Cass! This could have been so much worse! Your usual payment plus a bonus for getting to the bottom of this so fast it's waiting for you at the door when you leave." Carmine swallowed the harsh whiskey then filled another. We have more business to discuss but it can wait. I've been working you hard and you deserve a little time to yourself if you want it of course. Also I agree with you ending it quick. He was alone so no message was needed to be sent. Gotta wonder what's going through their fucking heads sometimes though." Knowing he was alone was a good thing, but it also pissed him off knowing a punk could do that to him even if he did pay the ultimate price.

Carmine decided that if she was staying then she would be his. He massaged her shoulders. He had many lovers over the years. All were working girls or women who wanted something. Even Michelle wanted something their whole marriage was a cover and a lie.

Cass never played head games with him, though a simple thing, to him it made all the difference in the world. He caressed her bruised chin. "Never can tell with people! Well You've taken worse!" He gave it a light slap. He liked her as much as a man in his position could like anyone. They would never date nor would they lay in bed talking vacation spots, but there was something real between them. She kept it secret and he did too. Rumors were discussed in hushed tones. But no one actually knew the scope of their relationship. Many of his men stayed at the house when meetings ran late Cass was no different.

The truth was he was comfortable around her, he was his true self with her, no fake bravado no lies to make himself sound tough or cool. Though he was a tough man and not a man to cross, he was a dominant man and though he never raped a woman in his life he could be a very rough lover at times, even with Cass.
"Do you want anything to eat? or a shower? Isabel is still here and she can make you a bite if you want. I think there are some sausage and peppers still left from my supper!" Carmine asked as he moved his hands under the collar of her top and cupped her firm tits.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Her hard eyes followed him as he moved to the bar, pouring them both a drink, then he offered it to her, she took it, swallowing it, hissing at the strong alcohol. she smiled faintly when he stood behind her, starting to rub her shoulders. She rolled them, as she relaxed, admittedly enjoying the feeling, she was tense from the fight earlier, and from dealing with a dead body on her own. His hand lifted to touch her bruising jaw, she hadn't realized that her eyes had fluttered closed, until the light slap to her bruising jaw snapped them open. Pain sparkled through, but it hardly bothered her. She simply smirked at him, she knew very well that he could be a very rough lover, and it didn't bother her in the least.

She had a high pain tolerance, and she wasn't a very gentle person herself. So they made a good pair. She arched up against his hands, when they slid under her shirt to her breasts. "I ate already." She muttered, "A shower would be nice," She looked up at him, her usually cold hard eyes, were dark with arousal now. "Would you care to join me?" Their relationship was an interesting one. They always had each other's backs, trusted no one more than they did each other. Slept together more often than not, and though she knew she was free to sleep with others, should she choose, Cassandra had found that no one else interested her, sexually. Though she knew their relationship was never destined to be more. And that was okay. She didn't have the emotional capacity to be in an actual committed, long term relationship.

She arched her body, pressing up into his hands, humming softly, enjoying the feel of his hands on her.

 

[KINKYCanada]

"I think That would be nice! I'll send Isabel home Then meet you in the master bath!" Carmine gave her breasts another squeeze then let her go. He went to the kitchen and told his chef/house keeper that she was to go. Then he called the gate and told Mark that Cassandra was staying, that he was not expecting anyone else." Mark knew If anyone should come calling he was to send them away. Any real emergency he would find out about before they got to Mark anyway. He had a guard at the gate and two downstairs in the great house.

The house was one of the grandest in the old neighborhood. The were planted on massive estates not yards. The house it's self was 10,000 sq feet and he had the upstairs converted in to one main bedroom and his study. The en suite was large with a soaker tub and a large shower encased in marble, it had a wall of shower jets and a overhead rain maker. It was his sanctuary away from the world do he had dumped a lot of money into it.

He called his under boss leaving a coded message that the job was done. Only member of his inner circle knew how to decipher the messages that they left on machines or texts. Bugsy Bennett who got his name because he really did look like the classic gangster Bugsy Siegel. Bugsy had been his friend from birth and knew him better than anyone. He was the only man alive who had any real idea about Carmine and Cass. Though even he was kept in the dark about most of it. After taking care to make sure they would only be disturbed in a real emergency he went up to his room and locked the door. Not needing to make any romantic statements with Cass, Carmine striped naked and went into the bathroom. His cock already rigid, He had not been with a woman outside of Cass for many months. He knew what they were and knew he would protect it with blood if he needed. When he gazed upon her he gave a low whistle.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cassandra watched him leave before she stood and made her way upstairs to his private suite. Entering the bathroom she flipped the water on, shedding her clothes. The assassin eyed her body in the mirror, she had scraps healing along her legs, fading bruises covering her torso and a long gash that was on her left side that was stitched. She knew the sounds would be shocking for Carmine as they hadnt slept together for a bit and Cassandra had mysteriously dropped off the radar for nearly a week, upon her return three days ago she had offered no explanation for her absence, she came and went as she pleased therefore she didn't think she needed to tell anyone why she had left.

She had been attacked by another assassin, and it had been a close call, she had went underground to one of her many safe houses, in order to heal. Afterwards she had quietly tried to find the assassin but hadn't been able to. She didn't know exactly why she had been targeted there were far to many possibilities as to why. She let the hot water wash over her body, sighing in contentment as she heard Carmine enter. She turned to face him at his whistle,with a smirk she let her icy eyes trail over him, admiring him even though she had his body memorized, knowing it nearly as well as she knew her own.

 

[KINKYCanada]

Carmine closed the door to the bathroom and walked to the shower. He eyed her lithe body, the body that had on many occasions given him more pleasure then he felt he deserved. Then again in this world deserve had nothing to do with it. He was so used to her body being banged up that he barely noticed though the stitched gash was a little more alarming. Carmine knew better then to ask. But he couldn't hide that this particular wound worried him a little.

Cass never explained her comings and goings to Carmine. Nor did he ask unless it pertained to something he asked her to take care of. They had not been together for awhile and he was not going to spoil what should be a hot night with too many questions.

Going up behind her he too a fist full of hair and pulled her face to his and kissed he hard on the mouth. His other hand found it's way between her silky, though battered legs, cupping her pussy. His member was pushing against her tailbone.

Cassandra had been his go to girl for years, both for sex and for wet work. He had hid the sex from just about everyone and had to deal with some of his men grumbling about the freedom and leeway he gave to a woman who in their eyes was nothing more than a soldier. Now that he was with her in the shower and about to have copious amounts of sex it was all worth it.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

She heard Carmine enter the shower, but didn't turn to face him. Not until she felt his hand fist in her now loose blonde hair. He forcefully turned her head, kissing her, eagerly, Cassandra returned the kiss, groaning softly. Admittedly, she got off on the roughness, the force that he used, blame it on her personality disorder, or maybe it was just her preference, either way she liked him more for the force that he used. She felt his hand between her legs, and she instinctively pressed down against his hand, enjoying the contact. Her teeth scrapped his lower lip, returning the favor of rough treatment.

This was one reason she had disappeared for a week. She'd known that her body hadn't been up for rough sex, and her and Carmine just didn't do sweet and gentle. She could only remember one time, in their many years together, that they had been gentle with each other. She'd gotten pretty banged up on an assignment he had sent her on, she'd nearly died. It had been a way of calming them both, assuring she was still alive and well, though for that one night they had been somewhat gentle with each other. But she'd also disappeared because she'd known that the state of the bruises, the gash, it would've likely sparked questions, and she didn't want to admit, that another assassin had managed to jump her, in her own apartment, nonetheless.

She leaned back against Carmine, eagerly rubbing her body against his, she'd missed his presence in the time she'd been gone. Lately the two rarely went so long between being together, her teeth bit his lower lip, not enough to break skin, but surely enough that be felt at least a small tingle of pain. Her hands gripped his hips behind her, keeping her body up against his.

 

[KINKYCanada]

An evil grin crossed his lips when she bit him. He moved his hand up her flat, toned belly to her firm breasts, he pinched one of her hard nipples. Kissing her hard again he let go of her hair and grabbed his hard member moving it between her legs and pushing the head against her wet slit. "My nasty little killer ready for it?" he whispered in her ear. He pushed until he entered his lover then roughly pushed her forward till she was bent over. Then Carmine started to fuck Cassandra with power and lust. He slapped her ass and grabbed her hips.

Carmine had not been with anyone else in a long time and had not been with her in awhile this he knew would make it so he wasn't going to last to long. The longing to be with her made it so he would get to worked up. As he fucked her he looked at their reflection in the large mirror across the bathroom. Cass was so sexy and desirable to him. It was a mix of her lack of emotion, knowing just how deadly she was, and the fact that he could trust her. These made him want her. He was good looking and very rich, he could have his choice. Even Michelle was a head turner, but he only wanted Cassandra!

He slapped her ass again and then reached around and cupped her tits. His balls and thighs making a slapping sound as the water cascaded down her back and between them. "Fuck I am not going to last long tonight! Where do you want it?" He moaned, looking over at them again.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cassandra groaned when she felt his length between her legs. Then he pushed into her, She moaned low in her throat, bending when he forced her to, her hands braced on the wall in front of her. The lanky blonde eagerly moved her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. The slaps to her ass barely registered as painful, they only served to heighten her arousal.

She knew by his actions he wouldn't last long and that was okay, she doubted she last long either. Her body trembled in pleasure as she gasped and moaned. She rocked her body back against his, and at his murmured words she shuddered "Right where you are," She muttered, she was infertile, had been most of her life, though she was still on birth control just to be safe. She felt the familiar coiling in the pit of her stomach, signalling her own orgasm wasn't far off. Her back arched, pressing her breasts into his hands as she moved her hips to meet his forcefully with each thrust

 

[KINKYCanada]

Carmine thrust into her a few more times, her words were like permission, his release was heaven. He filled her with everything his had. Though he wore a condom with every other woman. He never did with Cassandra. He never thought of her the way he did the other women in his life. He pulled out and braced him self against the wall of the shower. The heat of the water, the force of his orgasm, made it so he was light headed.

After a minute he climbed out and grabbed one of the towels she had laid out. "Cass I told myself I wouldn't ask but I feel I must! What happened to give you that wound on your side. It's fresh enough that I know it has something to do with the time you took for yourself! I normally wouldn't worry, but that is close to a killing blow! Closer than I remember you getting in recent years. Of course you know you don't have to tell me!"

Carmine waited for her, holding out a towel for her. He remembered back to when he first heard of her. A female killer was a person of interest to most crime bosses. They were usually smarter and could blend into a crowd better than most male killers. They also had less ego. He had a foot soldier of his named Dimitri find her and arrange a meeting.

The two hit it off right away and Carmine knew talent when he saw it. He offered her a condo in Queens and a car and a sizable fee per job done. The killer turned down the Condo and the car, she told the crime boss that she would do a job and see if the family was a fit! Lucky for him Cassandra thought the Family was a fit. She climbed the ranks fast and was soon more powerful in his eyes then all but Busgy. Carmine made it so only he could order her services, he also let her remain a freelance, to earn money when they had nothing for her. He also let her chose who she would work with. Power none of the soldiers had.

He made a move on her sexually after a year, she had completed a difficult job and while she told him about it at his home. He found he wanted her. They fucked and from then on they were more than boss, employee. They were lovers, confidants and though neither would openly admit it friends.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, she cried out in pleasure, feeling Carmine's release as well. Breathing deeply she felt him move away from her, allowing her to stand, stretching she flipped the water off, she frowned at his questions, stepping out into the towel he offered she rubbed her body dry. She thought about telling him to mind his own business but decided to answer. Dropping her towel she tugged on a pair of shorts and a tank top. "I had a run in with another assassin, I guess there's a hit out on me, he was waiting in my apartment when I got home, after I played bodyguard for you, with that meeting with the Chinese." She frowned. "It was a close call, I had to go underground for a while, got myself patched up, and needed some time to heal." She said tying her hair up in a messy bun, hanging her towel up. "He knew better than to stick around, by the time I surfaced again there was no trace of the assassin, and asking around I can't find anyone who'd go to the trouble of putting a hit out on me" She shrugged.

Clearly it bothered her, but she didn't dwell on it. "I got out of my apartment, and have just been sleeping in random places the last few nights, until I get a new main place lined up." She had many safe houses, but also liked having a less hidden main residence. If someone found that place they were less likely to dig and search for the others.

 

[KINKYCanada]

He watched her dry off and had a small urge to take her again. Then she answered his inquiry. He knew better than to offer her help, pity and handouts were two things Cassandra would never take. The offer no matter how sincere would be an insult to her. He also knew that she would be the only one he would trust for sorting this kind of problem. So who better then her to sort it out now. That coupled with the fact that if he did use resources to help her it wouldn't be long before what they had behind the scenes would get out to the whole family. Not something either one wanted.

"Well you will keep me up to speed with the identity. There is a chance that they are trying to get you out of the way to get to me! Slim one but it is a chance! Also Is there anything in your place that ties you to me personally? If this hitman is working for another family I don't want them getting wind that we're lovers!"

He leaned against the marble counter where the sink was looking at her.
He never worried about her and wouldn't start now, but this was troubling news.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

She eyes him when he orders her to keep him up to date on her search. But she didn't answer, she brushed her teeth with the toothbrush she kept here, getting ready for bed. Then she eyed him with disgust. "Of course there's nothing to tie us together." She snapped. "I'm not an idiot. There's no evidence of us being lovers anywhere." She said, clearly irritated that he would even have to ask. She stalked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. She folded the clothes she had been wearing as she asked, "Am I sleeping in your bed, or the guest room?" She called back to him.

Sometimes she slept with him, and sometimes, depending on their moods, she slept in the guest room. She always asked, and she was never insulted or upset if he chose to sleep alone, it wasn't common anymore, but sometimes it happened. And simply by her asking the question, she made it clear she was fine with sleeping together. If she had wanted to sleep alone, she would have simply left Carmine's bedroom and headed into the guest room that she often used. She checked her cell phone, seeing a text from the person she had quietly asking questions, searching for her would be assassin. Nothing yet. Sighing, she silenced her phone before turning to face Carmine.

 

[KINKYCanada]

Feeling the fool for asking. He should have known, Cassandra was a professional hit-woman and a damn good one at that. She would have been serving twenty life sentences if she was sloppy, keeping personal shit lying around like that. He gave his head a shake. "Calm down you know I didn't mean it like that!" He told her.

Carmine followed her out into the bedroom, when Cass was done with her phone Carmine didn't ask knowing it was a sure fire way to get her pissed off. He set his alarm and pulled on his lounging pants. He opened his laptop and pulled up his agenda. Not looking up at her he answered her question. "I would like you to stay with me tonight!" he smiled at her. "I have two meetings at the club tomorrow, you don't care I know!" Carmine said knowing Cassandra cared little for his business dealings. "But you should as this does concern you! First I will be setting the boys straight on the theft. Now you won't need to be there, Dimitri can fill them in when he drops off the cash. That will set Bugsy straight." He closed his computer and looked at her. "Not sure if you know but George Maranzan was hit last week! Bugsy told me it was a pro hit. Rumor mill is that it was a revenge hit! Bugsy thinks I sent you on it after that cock sucker left some of our boys hanging at the docks with a lot of blow! I told him fuck that! I knew Maranzan's position. I would have done the same in his shoes. Bugsy thinks you were the killer, or at the very least that you know who the shooter is! So don't be surprised if Bugsy calls on you! He's fearing this might turn into a bit of trouble for us." George Maranzan was a high level leutenant with the Columbo crime family in New Jersey! "Any thoughts? I know you have a mean on for the Columbo's" He hated asking her but seeing that she was in a spot of trouble this hit and the attack on her was looking odd to him.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cassandra just nodded moving over to the other side of the bed, setting her gun on the nightstand she sat down. Listening to him She stretched her body slowly, she didn't really have anything better to do tomorrow, Cass snorted "He should know, if I killed that snake there wouldn't be a body left to find." Her voice filled with venom. She hadn't heard that George had been killed, but it didn't surprise her. "I don't know who killed him, but I doubt itd be that hard, I could send them a thank you present." She smiled faintly. It didn't surprise her that Bugsy thought it was her, the two of them didn't get along real well, but she never said anything to Carmine because she didn't feel it was her place. But she was routinely checking on Bugsy n insuring he wasn't betraying Carmine.

Cassandra might have a problem with emotions but one emotion she felt strongly was possessiveness. She would not allow anyone to harm Carmine, if she could help it. "I don't have anywhere I need to be, so I can stick around for your meetings." She said, stretching out on her bacon lounging on the bed

 

[KINKYCanada]

Carmine turned out the lights and pulled her close. He knew she would never have done a major hit without his knowledge, that and she was a perfectionist when it came to not finding evidence and body's were full of evidence. He had to giggle about the thank you present comment.

"I need to see Michelle in the morning, I'll be at the club around one! Then I am meeting with some of the managers of the book stores! Some residences don't like them being in the neighborhood. Of all the stupid shit to have to meet about!" Carmine kissed her forehead and drifted off to sleep.

This really was paradise to him. He wondered if Bugsy would try and tun him against Cassandra through this mess. Though he was his oldest friend he was not above petty jealousy, and he like a few of the others didn't like how close Carmine was to Cass. The capo's of the family routinely slept with the strippers and the female workers of the Family and many thought Cass should be included in that stock. But she would never let them touch her and there was rumors that a few men had gone missing when they tried a little to hard to get with her. What they didn't know, couldn't know is that deep down he cared more deeply for Cassandra than anyone on earth. He would defend her till his last breath. And Kill anyone who tried to take her from him. That is if she didn't kill them first.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cass smirked, "I'll keep myself occupied for the morning. I doubt Michelle would like me to be with you." She chuckled, settling in for the night. Drifting off, Cassandra slept peacefully. Despite her issues, one normal part of her was that she liked to snuggle. In her sleep she turned to face Carmine, curling up against him, her head against his chest. This was why she didn't often spend the night with anyone but Carmine. She wouldn't want it getting out that the tough assassin snuggled at night. Her body twitched with dreams, she often had nightmares from her past, but never spoke of it, even if she woke up thrashing or woke up gasping. Luckily tonight was a peaceful night. She woke bright and early the next morning. She slipped out of bed before Carmine woke. She headed to the pool, swimming laps, naked, she didn't bother with a suit. She knew no one but Carmine was going to see her.

Loosing herself in the swimming, she swam laps repeatedly, feeling the stretch in her side, from her stitches. She worked hard to keep herself in shape, no matter her injury. She couldn't take time off, she needed to keep her edge. She thought about a few things she could do this morning, before meeting Carmine for his meetings. She'd kept it pretty low key lately, not wanting to attract too much attention, she wasn't ready to face off with that assassin again so soon. And she'd bet he was still searching for her.

 

[KINKYCanada]

After a good night sleep Carmine woke alone in his large bed. He got up and showered, dressed and took his pistol out of it's lock box. A small Glock .45 snub nose. It was a present from Cass, she gave it to him one the one year anniversary of them meeting. It was as sentimental as she got with him. He was a registered gun owner and a skilled marksmen.

He holstered it in his custom shoulder holster also a gift from Cass.

He liked to think he was more a business man then mobster, but the truth was he paid to have people killed, made money off of illegal narcotics, he had brothels and he took protection money. He was a gangster through and through. He wore a Kevlar vest and carried a gun. His car was armored all the windows in his house were bullet proof.

He went to the window and looked at Cass swimming. Her naked frame cutting through the water like a shark. He decided to leave her to finish up what she wanted. Cass was the only one other than Michelle who was allowed in his house with out him there. All others stayed in the guest house or the gate house. He got into his Bentley and drove off Mark at the gate waved him through and he went to his condo in uptown Manhattan. Michelle was in a fit over some shit Carmine could care less about. She yelled and screamed at him. Stomped around the luxury apartment acting a damn fool. He was very happy now that Cass was not with him. This would have tested all of Cassandra's patience.

"Michelle for fuck sake calm down! I stay at the house because I need to have meetings and people come and go all the time. You fucking want that here? Well?" Carmine snapped at his wife.

"You mean that whore comes and goes all night! Come off it Carmine I can read you like a dirty novel. You hate it when people show up late. Or did you forget that we are fucking married and used to live together! You fucking asshole!" Michelle spit. Her Italian temper was as bad as anyone he knew. She was all bark and no bite, but she knew how to spit venom when she was mad and today she was angrier then usual.

Carmine grabbed her arm tightly and held her still. His hand raised to strike her. "That is enough. You say that again and you won't be able to be seen for a fucking month! Things have changed I am busier then ever before. A war is imminent! Us staying apart will keep your gold digging ass safe! Though I am not sure why I should care!" He let her go! He had hit her many times but that was his old ways before knowing that a woman could make you happy outside of the bedroom. Since he and Cassandra became a thing he had not hit a woman. Though he had ordered a few beat downs on a few of the hookers who worked for the family. His hand had not hit a woman once.

He was so mad now that he had forgot why he even needed to be there. "You are such a fucking big man now aren't you? You and all those faggots waiting to suck your cock for some spare change! I wish one of them would just fucking kill you and I would be free of you!" She said walking away. She knew not to bring up Cassandra again that day.

Carmine realizing that he needed to get money from his safe there walked away and took what he needed. then before leaving he turned to her. "Trust me you will die before me!" and he walked out. Now in a foul mood he went to the club and sat alone in his office not letting anyone distrub him till the meeting at one.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cassandra finished her swim, taking a shower, she took her time. She treated this house as she did her own, except she respected boundaires. Unless Carmine gave her good cause, she never went snooping. After dressing in a pair of snug jeans, a gold halter top, and a leather jacket. Her gun sat at her low back, a knife tucked into her left boot. Heading downstairs she got some breakfast before leaving.

Heading into town, she did some business of her own before arriving at the club. She wandered about, before walking into Carmine's office. "Looks like your lady put you in a foul mood." She teased as she shut the door. She sat down across from him, not concerned with pushing his attitude. He had only tried to strike her once, early on when they'd first met. She'd put him on the ground, for his attempt, they'd become lovers not long after. She never held it against him, that he had attempted to hit her. And hse hadn't caused any serious damage the day she'd put him down for his attempt.

Now she felt confident to tease him, and not worry about his temper, she also knew that since they'd started sleeping together, he hadn't hit another woman, to her knowledge. Which she liked, as that was one behavior, she would not tolerate, and she would have chewed him out for such actions. Reclining in the seat, she set her boots up on the edge of the desk, her ice eyes focused on her lover. She was always careful to position herself so that, if someone where to walk in, they would never suspect anything but professionalism between them, and of course some favoritism, as she didn't mind that it was clear she was Carmine's favorite.

 

[KINKYCanada]

Carmine sat and sorted then resorted papers, papers he hadn't even looked at. He could've killed her he was so mad. Putting those thoughts behind him he looked around his office, it was dark, gloomy and had pimp written all over it. He had loved this office when he first took over, now he hated it. He decided then and there to change it to something that suited him now.

When Cassandra entered she knew immediately that he was in a foul mood. part of her knew he would be after she heard he was going to see his wife. Michelle was the worst kind of housewife, bored and angry. Knowing her husband of twelve years loved another made her even more bitter and resentful. She poked fun and he smiled. Sitting back in his chair he watched her get comfy, She was plain and not pompous and to him she was perfect! "Jezz Cass please don't get me started. That bitch was in a special kind of fuck you today! The real stink of it is, I have no fucking idea what this one is about! Really! Normally Michelle says what is bothering her. It's really her only charm." He joked with her. He wished lately more than anything that they didn't have to hide their love affair. But they really did, so she never acted like a doting lover, or even more then a foot soldier with a special skill set that made her important to his business. He kept the conversation about business and told her about a mission that the family needed done.

"The time line for this is lax, you'll have more than a month to prepare." This was longer then she usually had. He handed her a file with a picture of a young man of 21, no address no known friends in fact it was just a picture and a name. Sid Craven, he was the man who Carmine thinks really killed George Maranzan! "I think this hit was set up to make us look guilty. There are other players here and I don't have much to go on! This is a mission that will have dire consequences if we should fail. You have a month because Salvador Columbo is in Italy till then, after that he'll want to meet and I want to have answers for him! The rat fuck has gone underground right after the hit." Carmine found out what he did through a network of street rats he kept but even they left him with shit to go on. Now it was up to Cass to find him and bring him in. This would stop any war with another family and give them time to find out who set this all in motion. She would need to bring him in alive though. This was not a task he normally set her too. Cassandra could still refuse. Carmine knew that, he didn't think she would but there was still a chance.

They could hear the boys talking in the main bar only the bartenders were there already.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cass rolled her eyes, "I don't know why you put up with her" While Cass would never move without Carmine's okay, she wanted to kill the woman badly. Taking the file, Cass eyed the picture, frowning "You want him alive?" Normally she refused such jobs, but she found she never refused Carmine. "Yeah sure, I'll find him, bring him to our little house out in the woods." She said, setting the file down.

Cass eyed him "You'll have your answers, we'll find him." She heard sounds of the men in the bar. "Sounds like your meeting is about to start," She stood up, stretching her side lightly, soon She should be able to take the stitches out. Cass waited for Carmine, letting him lead the way out to the men, when he was ready.

Cassandra disliked most of the people in this room, she sure as hell didn't trust any of them. With the exception of the couple sitting in the corner, a 6'1tall man with a muscular build, dark chocolate brown hair that hit his jaw if loose but was always tied back, his eyes such a dark brown they appeared black. And his girlfriend, a lanky woman with bright blue eyes and raven hair, she didn't look like a arms dealer, but she was. Cass mad her way over to sit with them, as she considered them th3 closest thing to friends.

 

[KINKYCanada]

Carmine had to smile. "I am in a catch 22 Cass you know that, If I get rid of her questions will be asked. If I divorce her then I'll have more attention then I want. Besides you know her, she's a whole lot of crazy, the divorce would be a shit show. And before you ask, No I don't want you to kill her! haha" Carmine laughed. Though he knew she would kill her for him in an instant. Tragically she comes from some mob power, and her father was the suppler of most of the drugs Carmines family sold, and that was enough to cause problems if she were too disappear. When the crew got loud enough Carmine knew it was time to get it all started.

He took the short time to give her a quick kiss and thanked her for being her! These shows of emotion were not common, they were bigfoot sighting rare, but after the morning he had he wanted her to know that she meant something to him!

The two walked out into the main bar, it was your classic strip joint, a main stage, dressing rooms in the back a large bar, pool tables and private dance rooms. Only local talent stripped here, no big names and no line ups down the block the Diamond Mine turned a profit and gave the boys a place to relax.

There were a dozen of his capo's and about eight soldiers Cass went and sat in the back with Dimitri and his girl, Carmine knew they were the only ones outside of him that she trusted, that made it so he did too.

Bugsy eyed Cassandra as she walked by! "You and me gonna have a long talk later!" It wasn't a request and Cassandra knew it.

Carmine greeted his under boss with a hug, and then hugged the other made men. "Ok first off, Cass and her team got back what was taken!" When no one congratulated her Carmine spoke up. "If one of you mooks got back a hundred G's of our money, we would be holding a fucking party for you. Show a little god damn respect! Second I want ears to the pavement. Get your crews working over time, any and all info on Maranzan's murder comes to me!"

"Come off it Carmine! We all know that you set it up, and sent your puppy dog!" A tall man standing in front of Cass and the other foot soldiers said aloud. Christopher Gallant had always had a thing for Cassandra, and now resented her because she turned him down. He stupidly felt he was safe to insult her around his peers! Carmine shot him an angry look! Even Bugsy told him to shut it. Carmine knew Cass would gladly kill him over this. Not because of the insult to her, but over the lack of respect to his boss, her lover. Cass was his favorite but she knew attacking Chris then and there would put Carmine in a shitty spot with his men. Chris was a made man. Cassandra was not.

"Chris I would remind you that you are not in charge, and that you will treat the members of this family with respect! We are not the fucking Gotti's we don't sling accusations, and slander at each other!" Carmine was seething but did his best to calm down not wanting to over react and show his true feelings. "Also if you interrupt me again with such unfounded accusations, you will not live to see your son's third birthday. Nor will your son!" Carmine could feel Cass's blood boiling from across the room. He gave her the slightest of nods calming her if only a bit. "Now that we have finished with that. I want to hear what is going on with your crews!" Carmine finished. There was a time he would have split a mans skull for such a slight. Now he was much calmer and tried to conduct the meetings the way a ceo would, without violence.

The first to speak was Bugsy who was in charge of the brothels. "We cleared a cool seventy G's last month, that's pure profit mind you. I want to expand our operation into the colleges! There is real money to be made there!" Carmine nodded that they would talk about it.

Then a skinny sallow man named Eddy Shingle said his part. He was in charge of the protection rackets. "No change in the city. A hundred G's. I know some of you want to up the payment's but that would be a mistake. They can all afford this with out hurting their own interests and that keeps them as happy as a man being shook down can be, it's easy fucking money, all profit and next to no labor!" Carmine nodded to him. All these would be discussed one on one later, he liked all the capos to know what was going on if only a little. The soldiers that were there were the top earners or the most vital to the operations at hand. They had all earned their spot in the Family.

This went on for an hour before Carmine ended the meeting.

KC

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Cassandra snarled at Bugsy "Fuck off," she had no intention of talking to him, knowing it would likely end up in bloodshed, and not hers. She leaned back in the chair, she didn't need the congratulations from the crew, she didn't view this crew as her family. Demitri, Delaney, and Carmine, they were family to her. None of the rest of these people.

She tilted her head, listening to Chris, "Keep up Chris, you might just disappear one night, never to be heard from again," Cass spoke quietly, her voice low and threatening. Gaining a smirk from Demitri and a low laugh from Danny. Cassandra listened silently to the rest of the meeting, admittedly she tuned out most of it, she just didn't care. Once Carmine finished the meeting, she watched most people leave, she looked at Demitri, "Thanks for your help," Then she eyed Danny, "And yours, when I was hurt," She'd called Danny out to stitch her up, because she knew she wouldn't utter a word, and most wouldn't guess that she would call Danny for help, so it was a safe bet.

Standing she left the table, eyeballing Bugsy, ready to threaten him if he approached her, if he demanded on talking. She answered to no one but Carmine, and that was only when she felt like it. She may be loyal to Carmine, but she wouldn't have a single problem breaking an arm, or bashing his head in. She'd happily do the same to Chris, who had stuck around after the meeting as well.