The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

33 – After Sleeping Beauty

Unknown POV

“What do you mean you FAILED?” I screamed at one of my men. He was on his knees in front of me, shaking like a leaf. A semi–automatic nine–millimeter grasped tightly in my hand resting in the middle of his forehead, my finger itching to pull the fucking trigger.

“I’m sorry boss. We followed the orders perfectly. I was texted about a slight delay but we followed and waited for the signal, but it never happened. They just pulled away and we were left there to return.” His eyes were brimming with water but my men know better than to fucking cry. I’ll pull the trigger just for him being a pussy if he lets one tear drop.

I can feel my rage building. I have always been quick to anger, but this was supposed to be a huge hit to Jason and his

misfit mafia.

“Get the fuck out of here before I start putting bullets in your face!” I command. The guy in front of me scrambled to his feet and scurried to the door, shutting it behind him before I took the glass full of whiskey and hurled it across my office, letting the glass shatter on impact.

“FUCK!” I scream into the empty office. I begin to pace trying to calm my raging black heartbeat,

Knock Knock

“WHAT!

“Boss” Alexi says calmly, poking his head through my office door, “he’s here.”

Finally! “Bring him!” I order harshly. It’s about fucking time I get some damn answers.

A few moments later, the door opens wide and in steps one of my most trusted men to date. We grew up together along with Alexi. He volunteered to go undercover with

gang when he took over and made quite an impression, earning him a valuable spot where

intel.

and took a knee to the floor, his head bowed like the good slave he is.

took a seat at the edge of my desk, waiting for the shitty

perfectly and timed to the second like always. Jason and Ben are always sticklers for their timetables. At the warehouse, right before transport, Jason and Charlie showed up with extra men and two extra trucks. They insisted on checking the shipments personally and

to do a new plan. They called it the Sleeping Beauty. The divided all the men in three groups and handed the head cap an envelope and were instructed to open it once

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one of the guards what the fuck happened and they said they were pulled off the back of the convey and told to follow two other cars. I

and Being made a fool. That shipment was supposed to be

you normally do good work and need you sol can take them down. Too much time

want her around those boys anymore. Make it happen. We have two weeks. He nods his head and exits

and the base pops up slightly letting me hit the half lid. I take out the black mider that is nestled inside and gently open it on the clean surface in front of me mend the few minutes admiring the photographs of my Princess. My Aurora. Seeing her around the mansion, dempings bec, sitting on the sofa drinking a hot beverage. There is this one where she is eating a pie. She was gorgeous and my dick was straining against my pants just thinking about how my cock

a load right inside my pants. My cum leaking through the don’t even need to struke myself before releasing just imagining her. Fuck! I can’t wait until I am deep inside her and instantly get hard again. hit my buzzer and ordered Alexi to have one of the whores taken

walking out of my office. “just a littlelinger Princess,” I mumble to myself, “just a little longer and you will be

Aurora PRIN

Charlie cheers, holding his glass

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glass. I am sitting in omne of the many lounge maons qi anta with

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ago with bottles of fancy champagne in their hands. I was sitting in the library, enjoying the peaceful serenade of the roaring fire, cuddled up with a new romance novel when they practically busted down the door and dragged me to one of their many

us, champagne corks flew as they walked in the door, flutes were filled to the brim. I am loving this bubbly tangy concoction. I quickly downed three glasses consecutively like shots and asked for another refill which they happily filled. It’s hard to get drunk on champagne, but I do