Taken By The Mafia Lord

152 The Purple-haired Witch

“I don’t think I can wait any longer,” Mimi gave her date, Charlie, the permission he longed for after he pulled up at the corner of the road.

On the bright side, it was night and there were little to no cars passing by to interrupt what she had in mind. Gosh, she might even go to prison if all of this goes wrong – that is if he doesn’t kill her first.

It was time to begin.

He pounced on her.

Or maybe not.

Mimi might have underestimated Charlie’s interest in her, or rather his urge to have her. Before the words were completely out of her mouth, he had switched to her side of her seat, his body pressing down on her as he smooched her.

Because Charlie had her face in his palm as he kissed her, Mimi could not exactly see her purse by her side and had to search blindly for it only to come up with nothing.

That was when the panic set in.

Oh no.

.....

It can’t be.

Mimi realized at the last minute that the purse must have fallen off her side in Charlie’s haste to have sexual relations with her.

Oh no, Mimi realized at that moment that she was doomed. She couldn’t reach for the purse that was currently on the car’s floor with the way Charlie wasn’t giving her a breathing space.

“You are so beautiful,” He murmured against her neck sending shivers that weren’t so pleasant down her spine while his hands groped her breast.

Mimi realized she was running out of time. This plan might really backfire on her and she might end up having, ‘wham, bam, thank you ma’am’ with a man she didn’t exactly know and liked!

With the last of her strength, Mimi managed to push him away and she could see the look of confusion and slight suspicion that played across Charlie’s face at that gesture.

Now, the camouflage.

Mimi quickly covered it up with a smile, saying in a sensual voice that almost made her sick in the stomach, “No need to rush, we’ve got all the time in the world, pretty boy,”

He tried to lean closer once again but she pushed him back, her painted fingers digging into his biceps.

The car was small and had limited space so it felt cramped with Charlie hovering over her, his back pressed against the windshield.

It was torture for his height but she didn’t exactly care. Mimi was here with a purpose and she had to play this game carefully.

Mimi slipped her hands into his shirt and began to trace down his stomach muscles sensually. His muscles flexed beneath her touch and she saw the way his gaze grew hooded.

Yes, that was it, the distraction.

So when he groaned and played right into her touch, Mimi was busy with the other hand, tactically searching for the purse.

And just when she found it, Mimi realized the contents of the purse were empty. That was when it hit her, she had opened the zip earlier for easier access to the device for when the time was right. So when the purse fell, the contents slipped across the floor.

Damn it, Mimi cursed inwardly. Fate seems to be testing her patience.

Yet, Mimi didn’t give up hope and continued to search blindly for the device as she kept Charlie distracted. Luck finally smiled at her when she touched the butt of the gun and was just about to grab it when something happened.

Mimi couldn’t exactly tell, all she knew was that Charlie yanked on her hair, and the next, he was pressing his protruding erection through his pants against her face. He wanted her to take him.

Oh, this shit was getting real.

And she did it.

Mimi grazed her teeth across his evidence and he groaned, his head lulling back in pleasure and that was all the chance she needed.

She swept down with lightning speed and picked the stun gun. Before Charlie could even realize what was going on, Mimi shocked him into submission with sixteen million volts. He passed out on top of her, getting the wind knocked out of her.

“Great,” Mimi groaned, pushing him to the side which wasn’t of much help since there was little space in the car.

After she spent a little while trying to catch her breath, Mimi finally left the car after pulling the unconscious Charlie to the passenger side of the seat – the place she previously sat. Mimi took the driver position and drove off to her destination.

This was her plan all along, kidnap and torture a member of the Red Giant for information on Arianna. As expected, it was risky but it was worth it. After Arianna was home safe and sound, she would slowly torture her for all she went through.

Mimi did not experience any hitch in her plan until she successfully made it to the warehouse, her destination. It belonged to a candle factory that stopped production years ago and the dilapidated warehouse was long forgotten – until it became useful to her tonight.

This was what she spent the rest of the day planning. There was a truck behind she packed beforehand that carried her supplies – equipment that would aid in her torture, hopefully.

But it was more work dragging Charlie inside the warehouse than she thought because he weighed much more than he looked. Mimi groaned and grunted and cried until she reached the inside of the empty warehouse that still carried a smell of syrup.

It was another hard work placing Charlie on the seat, using the ropes she came with to tie him up. After searching and making sure he wasn’t with any weapon he could use to harm her, Mimi waited for him to awake.

Minutes later, Charlie woke groggily, the memories in his head a bit hazy. But when he looked up to find himself bound with a purple-haired witch sitting in front of him with her legs crossed, the memories came rushing back to him.

“You’re awake,” Mimi smiled wickedly, “Let’s begin, shall we?”