Red Hot Affairs: The Billionaire's Pimp

T For Trouble

Giovanni shut the door to his study, breathing as a smile creeped into his face. His plans were going smoother than usual and at this point, it had him worried.

He wasn't supposed to be doing this. Hell, he didn't want her working for him as a faux seductress. The idea of her seducing another man infuriated him. He knew how many times he'd wanted to stop her from signing the damn contract and telling her the truth.

But not yet. He wasn't ready to tell her why he was doing this.

"I see why you couldn't just leave her be," Geraldo said as he shut the door behind him. He must have seen her in the living room. "I see why Drake made her special. She's so beautiful, fuck."

"Stay the hell away from her." Giovanni growled, feeling a need to get every man out of her way.

Geraldo laughed and raised both of his hands in surrender. "You must have forgotten that I am married to a lovely wife with kids who I cherish so much. She's turning you into something else, Giovanni. When was the last time you got this protective over a woman?"

"Don't get me started this morning, Geraldo." Giovanni warned. "You know what to do. I already rented a penthouse for her. It's close by but I don't want her to know that."

"So she doesn't think you're the stalker who doesn't want her far away from him?"

Giovanni ignored him. "There are two cars and I already sent a maid to start cleaning the place up. I will personally take her to shop for clothes so don't worry about that. Just drive her to her new place and make sure she's settled. Be careful. You know how much we get watched."

Geraldo nodded. "Of course, I do. Where are the spare keys to her house?"

Giovanni pulled out his drawer and slipped out a key before tossing it at Geraldo. "Have two men secretly watch her. I don't trust her enough."

"But there's a contract binding you all and if she breaks it, she's at your mercy."

Giovanni slipped his fingers through his hair. "All of that was to get her scared and make her stay, Geraldo. If she decides to leave now, I won't do a thing to her. I can't bring myself to report her presence to the Devil's Claw."

"Alright. I'll make sure all of that is made possible. Two guards to watch her and if she makes a move, you should be the one to catch her. If she discovers she's being watched, she might begin to suspect otherwise and I am sure you do not want that."

"Yes, yes. Be careful, Geraldo."

******

Serafina's legs moved from side to side as she waited impatiently. A blond haired man had walked into the house and stared at her for a while like he knew something before he left for the ornate steps and she wondered what exactly was happening.

Was this a trap or a bet of some sort? Because she knew it happened amongst Pimps. Whenever there was a hot woman wreaking havoc and bringing so much win, a bet was always placed with the highest stakeholder winning. If she was bought over from Drake, then it was going to be a huge problem.

The man reappeared again but this time, he was smiling at her. "I didn't introduce myself when I came in."

"You definitely didn't." She hissed.

"Geraldo," He stretched out his hand for her to take. "Giovanni's right-hand man."

Serafina didn't take his hand. She stood to her feet. "And where is he? Does he know he's kept me waiting here?"

Geraldo retracted his hand and made a mental note never to get her angry. She was a feisty one and Giovanni had just signed trouble into the organisation.

"I'm in charge now."

She blinked. "What do you mean you're in charge? Who the hell are you?"

"His right hand man, Serafina."

She gave him a once over. "And what will you be doing?"

"Taking you to your new home and getting you settled. You'll be seeing more of me so I want us to get along with each other."

"I am sorry but I do not get along with people and I definitely do not want to get along with you!" She snapped. "I need my phone and my belongings."

"I don't think Giovanni will be returning your purse any time soon and you'll be given new devices. Take this as you are starting a new life."

"What?" Her eyes narrowed into slits. "I need to speak with Giovanni."

"I don't think he wants to speak with you, Serafina."

"That's bullshit!" She snapped and tried to push past him but he held onto her. "Let me go! Giovanni! You scumbag! Get down here and talk to me! Stop asking people to do your job!"

"I think you should be careful with your words, Serafina. He's the boss here. Your boss. You sure don't speak to Drake in that manner, do you?"

She went still and stepped away from him but he could see that her jaw was still locked. She was fuming, clenching and unclenching her fists.

"It's going to be a long drive, Serafina. We need to leave early so we can get to your new home early. Work starts tomorrow night."

Serafina stalked away from him and stopped by the door, watching as he pulled it open and gestured for her to leave first.

A silver Aston Martin Valkyrie was waiting in the garage. Geraldo unlocked the car doors and watched as Serafina's eyes widened in surprise. She was fascinated by the sigh before her.

"Wait till you realise it's yours." Geraldo muttered under his breath before slipping into the car. He was still confused as to why Giovanni wanted this woman so terribly. And he was refusing to tell him the full story.

"This car is so beautiful!" Serafina cried, taking in the interiors.

"It's yours."

"What?" Serafina gasped and turned to look at him. Then she laughed. "You must be joking."

"You must be blind not to see what's really in front of you."