The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

13 – The Playground

Jason POV

Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz

What is that incessant sound?

Buzz Buzz Buzz. Buzz

In my barely conscious state I snuggle closer to the warmth surrounding me. It took me a moment to remember that I had Aurora snuggled against my bare chest. I smile to myself thinking about how well she did with her first punishment.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

I can make out a few grunts, clearly all of us are starting to get agitated by that noise. I take a deep breath through my nose, inhaling Aurora’s calming vanilla scent in her hair.

“Speak.” 1 hear Kai state. His voice is definitely deeper and a little groggy.

Kai hums sleepily in response. I am definitely more awake now, but I am not making any moves to get up, feeling perfectly content.

“Hm. Take them to the Playground. We will be there soon.” Okay, now my interest has peaked.

I open my eyes, blinking a few times to clear my vision. I see Kai sitting on the edge of the bed, his sculpted naked back is littered in colorful tattoos. He hung up his phone after a few more minutes of idle chatting.

“What’s going on?” My voice is gruff and scratchy after waking up. It was by far the best nap I have ever had. I look at the wall clock and see we have been asleep for about three hours now. I didn’t think I would actually fall into a slumber, but I did. I clear my throat a bit and raise my head off the pillow. Aurora is still sound asleep in my arms; her angelic face looks so peaceful even though I can still see the dry track marks from her salty tears.

Charlie and Ben start to stir around me.

“That was Thomas. His team found three of the guys who helped with the Germany raid. They will be at the playground in about 2 hours.” Kai says, still half asleep. He looks over his shoulder at me and eyes Aurora. His usual stoic face shines brightly, he eyes glisten with a mix of mischief and adoration.

Kai gets up and walks over to the bench and grabs his clothes, putting on his pants on before leaving and shutting the door softly behind him.

lightly stretching. I disentangle myself from Aurora, being careful not to wake her. I lightly hit Ben a few times before he

“We

to the foot of the bed. I get up, stretch my aching muscles before heading to

1/4

The

says sweetly. I look behind me and see Ben stroking

up. I nod my head and exit out of the Playroom, shutting the door behind

room and using the keypad in the hidden wall panel. I input my code and listen for the

tall modern black headboard. The bed sits about four feet off the ground. I have deep royal blue satin sheets with about twee black and blue accent pillows on the neatly made bed on top of a cloud like black comforter. I have sleek black matching end tables against each side of the bed and a massive black shag rug. I have a floor to the ceiling bookshelf across the whole right–side wall, every shelf filled and a black leather sitting area in front of it. I have a massive 75–inch television

enter my bathroom. The white

and enter my shower. The shower is big enough to fit at least five large people

I am done, I grab the heated oversized towel and wipe myself dry. I walk into my adjoining closet and pick out

my front pocket. I quickly run my hands through my hair with a little gel. making sure I look good in front of the

I tuck my favorite pearl handle gun in my waistband before leaving

away on his phone and talking in German the Ettle Bluetooth earpiece glowing in ear. He is wearing his black Armani suit. When he

calls me that. I just shake my head and head to the door, opening it and pulling out my sunglasses, putting them on and strutting to the waiting Black SUVs. We have a caravan of five cars with our usual 20–man security team, armed and dangerous. I got in the back seat along with Charlie and

of our girl?” Charlie asks Ben Ben est nods and goes on his phone like

16 hours later…”

quite literally too. His swollen purple face is barely becognizable as a face, thick

now various shades of red and hanging in rags around his hanging body.

stin along his ribcage very slowly and now we are cauterizing it. If you don’t stop

two buffoons are paised out, equally bloody and hanging limply

in my leather

slowly leave this poshole

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his blood that

under my groc, the chairs

his neck again. His breathing is shallower