Chapter 7 Dark desire

DERRICK'S POV

I sat at my desk in my office. I tried to focus on the countless papers in front of me yet no matter how hard I tried, my mind always shifted to her..... Joan

Her face was etched into my mind. I couldn't help but admire her. She was so strikingly beautiful, and her figure in that dress....I didn't even want to think about it too much. If I did, I would definitely have a hard on. The dress did a good job in bringing out her curves. I liked the view of her in it and I was sure I would like what was underneath it even more.

I closed my eyes, allowing myself to imagine Joan in that short maid uniform. I imagined her walking towards me slowly while looking at me with whole time. I just want to grab her by the neck, turn her around and roughly pin her to the desk. After that, I'll raise up her dress and look at her panties. I was sure her underwear would be soaked for me. She's probably attracted to me like I am to her. I can imagine the curve of her ass.

I wondered what kind of underwear she wore. A thong? That'll be sexy as fuck. I'd remove it with my teeth then smack her ass hard until I could see my fingerprints on it. I might even whip her if she let me.

I replayed the memory of when I looked at Joan as she walked away. Her ass looked round in that dress. I had to stop myself from staring. I could feel my hardness at the thought of it. I pictured myself grabbing her ass in my hands and pulling them apart, exposing the wetness between them before parting her lips with my tongue. I wondered what it would feel like to push my thick cock deep inside her, filling her up completely.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Why am I acting like a teenager?

I don't even know this girl yet I'm letting her cloud my every thought. She just started working here. She's a maid and nothing more than that. I need to focus on my work. There's a lot to be done. I shouldn't bother myself with the affairs of peasants. She wasn't even in my league. I knew all these things yet I couldn't get her out of my head.

What if she was sent here to spy on me under the disguise of working as a maid?

What if she was a threat? I needed to find out more about her.

I reached for the phone on my desk and dialed Santi's number. He was the one of the few people I trusted most to handle sensitive matters with discretion.

"Hello boss?" he answered.

"Come to my office, now"

"Yes boss"

I distracted myself with some of the paperwork I had on my desk until I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in" I said.

Santi entered, taking a stand in front of me.

"You sent for me, boss" he said.

"I need you to check out someone for me. It's important"

"A background check?"

"Yes. I want you to do some research on the new maid, Joan. Find out everything you can about her. I want to know where she lived, about her family, her connections and any other important detail"

Santi had a confused expression on his face "You've never made me do a background check on a cilvilan before, talk more of a woman. Is there a problem?"

I didn't blame him for asking. He was right. I never bothered myself with that kind of stuff but Joan's case was different. I wanted to know more about her.

"As you know, she's the new maid" I said "I just want to make sure she's not a mole planted by one of our enemies. It's a precaution activity. It's nothing serious, really"

From the look on Santi's face, I could tell that he didn't believe my words. He wouldn't dare question me anyway, even if he thought I was lying.

"I'll get to it immediately" he said.

"Do so. You're dismissed"

He bowed his head in respect then left the room.

I spun my chair towards the window. I looked at the view before me. I let out a deep breath.

Who is this girl? And why can't I get her out of my head?

*

"The deal with the Mexicans has been secured" Ace told me.

I lit my cigarette as he spoke. We talked outside in the night air.

"Is there anything else that's needed?" I asked him "Is the jet ready? I don't need complications like the last time"

"There'll be no complications sir. Everything is set. We've already packaged the drugs. I was thinking of sending them by sea. We have trusted men at the Port. What do you think?"

I thought about it. It did seem like a good idea. If the drugs were sent by sea, it would be easier for them to be hidden with other shipping goods. I had the feds on my payroll but I did my best to avoid confrontation.

"Alright then" I said "You can send it on one of my ships. Is that all?"

"Yes sir"

"You can leave"

He bowed his head then walked away, leaving me alone outside. I rubbed my face with my hands. I had been working all day. I needed to clear my head. I decided to take a walk in the garden, hoping that the fresh air and would help me. I walked towards the garden.

Lost in my own thoughts, I failed to pay attention to where I was going, and before I knew it, I collided with someone, sending them tumbling to the ground.

I looked at the ground and realized it was Joan. She got up and dusted herself.

"I'm sorry, sir" she said "I wasn't looking at where I was going"

I took in her appearance. Joan was wearing a white flimsy, see-through nightdress that left little to the imagination. The fabric barely concealed her curves. The outlines of her hips and nipples were clearly visible through the material.

I felt a surge of heat in my crotch. The sight of her hardened nipples was enough to send me over the edge. It took every self restraint in me not to reach out and give them a good squeeze.

"Damn it," I thought.

Joan looked at me with a confused expression. It took me a while to realize that I had actually said those words out loud.