The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

29–Maybe, Possibly, Sort Of On The Run

Kai POV

The front door is open. The fucking front door is wide open!

She did not try to escape again. Oh I am so close to fucking killing that girl.

Draco looks at me with wide eyes. He is also shocked.

We pulled out our whistles and began to blow them as I once again headed outside to look for the headache that is named Aurora. I hear a lot of footsteps behind me but as I am scanning the horizon in front of me, I cannot see her anywhere.

It’s impossible. We weren’t far behind her, and the forest line is too far. There is no way that even Usain Bolt could have made it to the forest line in time and the road is empty and so is the front garden.

Where the fuck could she be?

Jason, still fully saturated in red stains and reeks of alcohol comes barreling out, his face red in rage. “What the fuck Kai? Why the whistle?”

“The front door was open. I saw Aurora running this way.” I said bitterly.

It took a moment, but Jason’s face went from rage to pure murder in about two seconds as he processed what I was saying.

“CALL EVERYONE. ALL HANDS–ON DECK! FIND HER! NOW!” His voice was commanding, he body was shaking in anger. This was the face of the most feared Mafia leader. This was the King and heads are going to start rolling literally

if we don’t find Aurora soon.

The house alarm was pulled. A loud calling siren began to blare.

Jason storms back inside, and I begin to bark out orders to guards who seemed to come out from every corner of our

compound.

We sent men to every corner of the house, sent teams to the woods, and even a few cars left the house grounds to

search the roads.

About 45 minutes later, my walkie–talkie that I now have in my hand squawks.

heen found” I hear

repeat, princess has one of the guards come through muffled with static. Princess is

is more appropriate right now

before I can respond, I

one of servant’s rooms.”

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is not good baby. Jason never

text from Jason in our group chat as I head

few shower curtains

the screen and I instantly start spouting a boner in my pants. The soy sauce and vinegar have pretty much dried on my clothes and now they are sticky, and the strong scent of garlic is burning my nose, but I am not going to

Aurora POV

the idea rather quickly to cause a lot of chaos because why not. I knew it was a

the front door and thought it would

run over and see the panel on the wall. I wonder if the password is the same. I try and it worked. The stupid bastards. didn’t change the code! Too easy. I hear the clicks on the door and I just turn the handle when

remember from my exploring that this room leads into another sitting room

whistles.

room and shut the side door I had just entered. I decided to lock it in case they come looking. I then went to

I heard the alarm. It sounded similar to a fire alarm. It began to blare loudly and

remember seeing a spiral staircase in the corner of this room and thought it lead upstairs, thinking I could

to the floor above but also it went down. Call me curious, but I decided to go down. They probably would go check my room first and I did not want to be

black spiral staircase and there was a hallway. It was grey in color and had florescent lighting. There were storage boxes along the walls. I realized it must be a

The servants quarters. They wouldn’t look there would they? Maybe they

the hall and came to a wooden door. I opened it

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room in my old apartment and then opened up to large open sitting room with lots of sofas and several televisions mounted on the walls. I saw an open doorway and walked

Lillian. She saw me and

servants have to go

with her.

should go to your room too! The alarm means serious business. The guards are running around like crazy!” She continues to pull me through a

other side of the house. I don’t think I will be able to make it in time.” I beg her. A small white lie doesn’t hurt,

we hear a guard yell

I know it she is hauling me inside a tiny room that has a single twin bed, a bedside table, and a dresser. There was a white blanket on her neat bed and

locked the door and we sat on her