The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize:

25 Dinner with the Enemy

Aurora POV

It’s been a few hours since I wrote in my diary for the first time. It definitely helped me more than I thought it would. I put it inside the nightstand, and I am now wasting away watching Netflix. I am binge watching The Great British Bake Off because hello, Incredible bakers and I totally lurve a small crush on Paul Hollywood! It’s more of a ‘please let me watch you in the kitchen cooking crush, not really a “I want to get in your pants‘ crush.

Anyway, I am just sitting on this big luxurious bed, enjoying watching Paul demolish all hopes and dreams of amateur bakers in the dreaded bread week when I hear the locks on the door click.

I sat up a bit, thinking it was just Autumn, but boy did I get some heart palpitations when in walked ALL. FOUR nadia Dons, the badass assholes themselves: Jason, Charlie, Kai, and lastly Ben.

“Hey princess,” Jason smirked. “Going anywhere tonight?” He added, and all the guys chuckled.

ARILAR

HAR HAR HAR. “Nope” I quipped back “But don’t quit your day job. You’re comedic timing needs a lot of work.”

The guys just rolled their eyes and proceeded to take various positions around the room. Kai and Ben sat on one of the solas in the room whereas Charlie walked to the armchair that Autumn had one of the guards move closer to my bed so she could sit with me, jason had to audacity to pick up my sock covered and chained feet and then sat on the bell, placing my feet on his very toned lap. The bed dipped slightly with his weight, and I felt really uncomfortable.

I tried to move my legs off of him, but he kept a firm grip on my ankles and slowly rubbed the tops of my shins,

There was a bit of awkward silence before Charlie cleared his throat and In a very nice sultry voice said, “How are you sweetheart?”

Okay this is ridiculous! “First of all, I am not, nor will I EVER BE your sweetheart!” I began by pointing my linger at him. “Secondly, what do you want me to say? I’m just peachy pie Mr. Dupont?” If I could put a scale on the sarcasm, it would be through the roof! The men just looked at me with amused expressions on their face and I just huffed in annoyance and folded my arms over my chest, looking down at my legs.

“Mrs. Piedmont told us you were well behaved.” Jason said softly, still rubbing my legs.

in confusion. And then it all made sense and I made an ‘o‘ shape with my mouth. “You mean Autumn?” It was more of a question to myself

great lady” I stated. And it was one hundred and fifty percent Inie. “Yes she is!” Charlie chimed in. “She is like a mother to all of us. She is the only one that can literally light a fire under Jason’s ass and get away with It.” I heard Ben say and the other guys, including Jason all nodded in agreement and chuckled. I couldn’t

woman really

ist stern “Aurora.” I looked up to Jason who was looking at me, “Are you going to try to escape again?” I had to think for a moment about that one. I knew that after the last stunt i pulled, they were going to make it near impossible for me to do it again. Besides,

Dinner with the Enemy

heard Kai demand.

again, still shy and looking down at my lap feeling really small in the presence of

I think you have realized some of the consequences for defying us. We don’t trust you

as you promise to be a good girl. There are some rules you are going to follow, understood?” fason

now I wanted

nodded and

fairly obvious, do not try to escape. Rule two is do not leave the compound. Rule three, he a good girl. Be kind, considerate, show manners and be respectful. And lastly, you have a curfew at nine o’clock each night

just wanted out of this room and out of these

his pocket. He inputs the code, which of course is conveniently inconvenient to my eyes so I can’t see

20 minutes. You are joining us for dinner.” Charlie said

wear a bra with this dress. Luckily there was some built–in cups. It was floor length with a small slit on

waddle into the bathroom and make myself presentable. I found makeup and hair products. I decided to put my

guards inside the room. I slipped on the shoes and walked over to them. They ushered me out of the room and then walked me down the golden and red corridors, down the stairs and then to the massive football sixe dining room again. Inside there were all

smart not to provoke the beast, yet anyway. The other men all stood up from their chairs while Jason walked me over to my seat. After I sat down, Jason helped push in my chair. “You look breathtaking” he whispered in my

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