
Sex And Games With The Mafia Lord
Author Gaelly · Ongoing · 81.7k Words
Introduction
“Nothing much love, I just want to be your friend.“ He smiled. He stopped in front of her, he stared at her intensely.
“Friends don't break into each other house, friends don't harass their friends.“ She pointed out.
“Well, I don't want a normal friendship little mouse, have you ever heard of friends with benefits?…”
Ruth Davidson is a 26 years old girl who had lived a boring life all her life, she moved from New York to las vegas and that was when her life took a drastic turn when she moved to a new neighborhood with a fuckboy as a neighbor.
Chapter 1
Ruth just stood in front of her boss who was staring right back at her with sadness in her eyes, she just resigned from her job but her boss is not willing to let her go.
“Please Miss Davidson what can we do to make you stay? Should we increase your salary?“ Her boss asked feeling perplexed by her decision to quit.
“No I don't want that ma'am, I am relocating to a new town and that's why I have to quit, I'm sorry I didn't inform you beforehand.“ She apologized.
“It's fine, it seems like your mind is already made up, and there is nothing we can do. Pass by HR to collect your final payment, I will add a little bonus for you.“ Her boss said, they shook hands and she left the office. She passed by HR and collected the heavy envelope prepared by her boss, she bid everyone goodbye and left the company.
Ruth Davison is a girl who doesn't have much but neither does she have less, she is average. She has been living a boring life all by herself with no one to help her spice things up, her parents are no more living her all alone in this world. Ruth decided to quit her job and relocate from New York to Las Vegas AKA Sin City, she wants to do fun things to spice up her life and Sin City seems to be the best place for that.
She entered her small yet comfortable apartment, and she already packed bags stood next to her bed. She looked at the room one last time before carrying her stuff out of the house. She took a taxi to the airport, she sat on the long role of chairs while waiting for her flight to be announced.
Her dark brown eyes didn't wander around, she just stared at her fingers while waiting, her chestnut brown hair was tied to a pigtail, and her normal lips curved into a little smile when she saw a little girl playing with her doll.
“The three o'clock flight from New York to Las Vegas.“ Her plane was announced, she picked up her bags, she had the window seat, if it were a taxi she would have loved it but it's a plane and she is not a friend to height.
She cursed her stars for choosing such for her and thinking it was a five hours and thirty-five minutes flight.
She laid back in her seat and closed her eyes, she slept throughout the journey, and when the plane finally rolled down to the airport in Las Vegas, she woke up.
Ruth boarded a taxi heading to her apartment, she had rented an apartment a few days before. She passed by the landlady's house and collected her keys, she couldn't wait to enter her room and sleep.
The room wasn't big, it has just one bedroom, a living room, a kitchen, and a toilet. The apartment was painted light blue, with two single sofas and a glass table. The kitchen wasn't too big but it was ok for her, her room wasn't exquisite, just plain.
“God it was tiring.“ She muttered, she dropped her bags and went to the bathroom. She stripped herself naked and walked to the shower, twisted the faucet, and let the water cascade down her body.
“Feels so good,” she muttered to herself enjoying the feeling of the warm water on her body, after bathing she went to her room and got ready for bed.
Just when she closed her eyes to sleep, she heard weird sounds, first, it was a bed creaking then loud moans, the moans were too loud you would mistake it for a crowd of people cheering in a football match.
“For the love of God, why now?“ She buried her head in her pillow and screamed. She stood up and went out of her apartment and that's when she noticed that her apartment is connected to another, and it seems her neighbor is going to be a big problem.
She banged on the door hard hoping to catch their attention but it seems like the two people in the room are in too deep in whatever they are doing.
“Keep it down, some of us are trying to sleep,” she yelled but still nothing. She left and went to her room raging.
The next day around eight in the morning, Ruth had prepared to go job hunting, she had forgotten about the incident at night but it seems her neighbor is out for her blood.
“So you were the one banging on my door yesterday, welcome new neighbor.“ He flashed her a toothless smile.
“And you were the one who deprived me of my sleep, thank you, neighbor.“ She flashed him an insincere smile and left after locking her door.
“Next prey,” he muttered to himself and went in. It seemed like the lady he brought last night had left seeing as he was all alone.
Ruth was able to get a job in a company forty-five minutes from her house, she got the post of the C.E.O's PA. She is to start work tomorrow and she can't wait for it to happen.
She went home humming a tune her mother would always sing for her when she was young. She entered her house and was heading to her room not bothering to switch on the light when all of a sudden the bulb lit up, she yelled thinking a thief had broken into her house.
“There's no difference,” she heard someone say, she took a swift turn to the right, and there he was at the back of her door none other than her neighbor.
“How did you get into my house?“ She asked taking huge steps away from him just in case he was dangerous.
“Our rooms are identical,” he said ignoring her question.
“How did you get into my house?“ she repeated.
“It wasn't that hard, let's not talk about that. You are pretty, let's get to know each other, I'm Robert Pattinson,” he stretched out his hand though there was a good amount of space between them.
“get out of my house!“ she yelled.
“Ok, get out of my house, nice to meet you.“ he smiled at her.
“I will scream,” she threatened
“Tell me your name and I will be out of your hair.“ the smile on his face looked kind and warm.
“Ruth Davidson, now get out “ she pointed at the door.
“See you later Ruth,” her name rolled out of his mouth beautifully.
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