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

made quite an impression,

intel.

came right up to me and took a knee to

happened?” I barked. I took a seat at the edge of my desk, waiting for the shitty excuse as to

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

were going 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 in the car and follow the instructions to a T. I thought it was weird because we never do a paper trail.

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– After

was in had the instructions of the original plan, but we were told to take an extra route. I made sure to rest fellathout the slight change. They followed us as planned to the drop off, but the contact wasn’t there. We waited for in while and then got

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 talked to one of the othe drivers who said they ran around town doing mantom shit with a full protection detail. One group picked up

three things that absolutely hate. Liars, Thieves, and Being made a fool. That shipment was

shaking my head lightly. “Temly reason I don’t put a fucking bullet in your fucking little brain is that you normally do good work and need you sol can take them down. Too much time has already been wasted. “Don’t let this shit happen

I interrupted his speedy departure by saying think it’s time to extract the Princess. I don’t want her around those boys anymore. Make

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

thing I know, I have blown 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

away in my secret drawer before walking out of my office. “just a littlelinger Princess,” I mumble to myself, “just a little

Aurora PRIN

Sleeping Beauty Our Princess Aurora!” Charlie cheers, holding his glass of champagne up in a

que all chime!

muttons, feeling adequately embarrassed about the attention as I drink my first glass. I am sitting in omne of the many lounge maons

– After Sleeping

hour 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

downed three glasses consecutively like shots and asked for