K A I R O

"Oh fuck!"

I groaned throwing my head back, as the blonde underneath my office table bobbed her head up and down my dick.

She's supposed to be my assistant but I guess you could say she assists me in more ways than one.

"Fuck that's feels good" I gripped her blonde waves tightly as I felt my climax build up, fucking her mouth mercilessly as tears ran down her face.

She slid my dick out her mouth as my heavy breathing slowly steadied, riding down from high.

"Get the fuck out!" I barked, glaring at her adjusting her black pencil skirt,smirking at me.

I watched her rolls her eyes before walking towards the door swinging her hips shamelessly.

"Oh and Emily..."

"Yes sir..." she whispered seductively.

"You're fired, pack your shit and I expect you to be gone before the meeting commences." I say nonchalantly, leaning back on my black, leather office chair.

I see all the colour in her face drain in a matter of seconds, a look of horror taking over.

"Si-sir I don't understand"

"I don't like repeating myself,I need someone who can take this job seriously and you have clearly proved yourself as incapable of such."

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3rd person POV

A petrifying silence swallowed the room as Kairo glared at his buisness partners whose gazes remained adverted from his venomous one.

"Would anyone like to explain to me who the fuck stole 500 thousand fucking dollars from me!?" He snapped giving every single one of them a blazing scowl.

Silence.

The thing was, Kairo already knew exactly who had stolen money from him and how.

He scanned the room , before resting his grey eyes upon a particular trembling figure.

"Jonathan..." Kairo said in a chilling tone as a slight grin danced across his lips. Jonathan's head snapped up in an instance as his trembling increased.

"Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan" he tutted in a playful tone whilst chuckling to himself.

Kairo stood up and strolled around the room with his hands in his slacks.

He walked around the long conference room table seated with associates who were nothing but petrified.

Kairo loved the fear.

He could smell the fright from a mile away. He smirked at the thought before stopping right beside where the thief sat.

He bent his tall frame downwards and whispered chillingly "You see the thing is...I know exactly who stole from me"

"Y-you do?" Jonathan stuttered frightfully, too afraid to look him in the eye.

"Of course I know , I just wanted to hear you it from your own filthy mouth."

"It seems as though you're starting to forget that I know everything. I know everything from the fact that you stole from me to the fact that you're secretly having an affair with your daughters best friend Jonny boy!" Kairo continued as the corner of his lips lifted upwards ever so slightly.

"Please! I beg you spare me Mr Kingston, I beg of you!"

Kairo thought for a moment, turning around to face the rest of the associates before turning back to the man begging for his life.

"What do you guys think, should I give him another chance?" He questioned the room of fear filled business partners.

Again, Silence.

"Nah, maybe we should make him beg first." Kairo's right hand man, Nico snickered throwing his feet unto the table.

"Get on your knees and ask me for mercy."

Jonathan began to cry before crawling unto his knees. Kairo couldn't help but laugh coldly at the sight before him.

"I was just messing around, I just wanted everyone to see how stupid you look." Kairo chuckled before motioning for one of his men standing by the door to take away the weeping man.

"Save those screams for later." Kairo said seconds before turning back to his horrified employees who sat idly.

"Hope you all enjoyed the show, any questions?"

Once more, silence.

"Well then, you're all dismissed."

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K A I R O

My lips lingered by the rim of the glass of scotch as I gaped out the panoramic windows of my office, gazing down on my city.

New York is in my complete custody.

I'm the motherfucker who built this shit from the ground , and it all went up from there.

Everything is in my possession from casinos,to schools, restaurants, strip clubs.

Everything belonged to me.

So what does that make me ?

A fucking successful ass entrepreneur and business man?

Yes.

I take a sip of my scotch.

But, that also makes me a dead man walking.

Wether it's Mafias, gangs or some old guy who's daughter I fucked,

There was always someone wanting me dead.

My thoughts were cut short by someone barging into my office uninvited.

"How many fucking times do I have to tell you to knock before entering?" I snarl turning around, already sensing who was in my presence..

"Just finished dealing with Jonathan." He chuckles.

I take another sip of my scotch.

I rolled my eyes at him "leave him,no body touches him until I say otherwise."

I'm not some psychotic mafia leader, I'm a business man and I don't play when it comes to my business.

And if that means killing I will do so by all means.

I have blood on my hands.

In this life I wasn't given a choice..

The world destroyed my innocence from a young age.

I snapped back to reality and turned around to face Nico who was rambling on about something to do with one of my strip clubs.

"So on Friday,we're going to your club, you need to get shit off your mind. You're too serious for a 31 year old billionaire!"

"Whatever, I need to see how things are going over there anyways." I say in an insouciant tone.

Nico is my brother, blood or not.

I met him when I was 13.

He was a nerdy ass kid,who's  life revolved around abuse.

Two teenage boys in a hopeless world. The both of us knew what it was like to not find where you belong so we created a fucked up place where we did.

The rest was history. He is now my right hand man and someone out of very few people I can call my friend, my best friend.

I can trust this man with my life and the feeling is mutual.

I chugged the rest of the scotch , allowing the liquid to burn my throat. I stared at my empty glass and then back at Nico.

"Ok so it's settled we're going to your club on Friday night. You deserve some good pussy Kai." He said putting one hand on my shoulder.

I let out a deep laugh at his remark as I watched his retreating figure.

"Oh and Nico..."

He paused with his back still turned to me.

"Get someone to deliver my tailored suit from that boutique on 45th Street, I fired Emily."

Authors note

I love Nico and I know y'all will too😩..

-dee💕