Reggie smiled at her naivete. The blonde was so innocent. Didn't she know that for a girl to join a gang, the first step was to sleep with the mob boss and if he liked her in bed, she would be let in. Hannah looked surprised when he suggested that she sleep in his apartment, which would mean the master bed of the mafia boss. He could tell Hannah was a good girl, prim and proper. Not the kind who would sleep with any man unless she was emotionally attached to him. They had just met.  He decided to be more forceful. She was trapped in the house of the mob boss and inside the building he owned. He felt aroused, from the night of wooing her, he wanted to end the evening on a high note.<br/><br/>"You cannot be sleeping on the couch every night for the next few weeks, Hannah. That would be so uncomfortable." Reggie whispered as his lips brushed against hers. She smelled of flowers and cream, just like her soft pale skin and light blonde hair. He in contrast was rough and muscular, his arms brawny, skin dark chocolate brown. His thick fingers interlaced into her delicate ones as she slowly moved away to extricate unsuccessfully from his firm grip. Then her back hit the couch and there was no more space to move.<br/><br/>Reggie grabbed her hands and pulled her arms over her head as he pinned Hannah down on her back. "I know baby, it is uncomfortable to sleep in this dress, but you would not be wearing them, when you sleep with me." He smirked and gripped her delicate pale wrists with one of his hands, freeing the other to slip the thin strap of her dress down her shoulders. His hungry lips claimed her sweet mouth for their first kiss. He wanted to see if she would kiss him back or pull away. It was all a test for the innocent blonde.