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

guards come through muffled with static.

appropriate

respond, I hear Jason come over the

quarters. She is in one of servant’s rooms.” The guard

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right there.” Jason responds. Oh, sweet Aurora, this is not good baby. Jason never comes to retrieve his own prize.

from Jason in our group chat as I head back

to the dining room. Have some guards bring a few shower curtains and the steel armchair from the

stare at 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

Aurora POV

chaos because why not. I knew

foyer and saw the front door and thought it would

bastards. didn’t change the code!

this room leads into another sitting room so while hugging the far wall, I manage

whistles.

ran into the music. room and shut the side door I had just entered. I decided to lock it in case they come looking. I then went to the other door and opened it slowly. I saw a few guards in black running in the direction of the

a tearoom with a full bar. Then I heard the alarm. It sounded similar to a fire alarm. It began to

spiral staircase in the corner of this

the staircase not only led 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 caught while they

down the 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

they will calm down and I

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

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my living 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 out like nothing was wrong. I could hear the alarm

face. Lillian. She saw me and instantly ran into my arm giving me a

am so happy you are okay! I heard the sirens. Us servants have to go to our rooms.”

with her.

The guards are running around like crazy!” She continues to pull

is on the 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, right?

pulls me even faster as we hear a

twin bed, a bedside table, and a dresser. There was a white blanket on her neat bed and a small white rug on the

locked the door and we sat on