The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

48 – Let’s Go Home

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Third Person POV

“Hello Sweetheart. Miss us?” Charlie said with a sickly–sweet tone, almost a hint of evil laced his voice.

Aurora stayed frozen in her spot. Her heart was beating so loud, all other sounds were drowned out. A million thoughts rushed through her head. How did they find her? Why are they here? Why did they come looking for her after all these months?

No one was saying a word. The four Mafia leaders just kept staring at their precious girl and Aurora stared at them with mixed emotions, no one moving, and Aurora was on the verge of no breathing.

“You don’t want her. She’s just a plain cook. Could lose a few pounds too. You need a real woman.” Tabitha tried to be seductive while she spit her vile words, adjusting her small boobs in her pushup bra.

“Oh honey” Kai spat back, “you aren’t a real woman and I bet that cunt of yours has been spread for every boy with a hard on in a hundred–mile radius. It’s probably infested with disease. Now go get the fuck out.” He wasn’t playing either. He was mentally seething, thinking that he was two words away from just shooting her. He wanted to hold his woman and get her home, not play babysitter to some hooker.

Tabitha was mortified and embarrassed so she left back to the kitchen in a huff, hiding in the staff break room and silently cried.

Back in the dining area, Aurora was still frozen in her spot. She knew she should run, but by the look of the six guards that were already standing and making their way around the room to secure it, there was no way she would get five feet.

Jason took the last swig of his bourbon and wiped his mouth gently before speaking calmly.

“Get your things Aurora. We are going home.” He stood up, placing five crisp one–hundred–dollar bills on the table and walked over to her shaking form and stood toe to toe with her. She was surprised when he gently leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. She looked at him with bewilderment and he returned her look with that devilish smirk that had her panties feeling a little warm.

“What is going here!” the soft yet confident voice of Mrs. Katherine came booming behind the reunited pair.

home and we are bringing her back to where she belongs.” He made sure to emphasize Samantha like it was a dirty word and it was clear to Aurora that

face the one

she was heartbroken. She couldn’t look at her boss. She turned back

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Stephen, looking just how I

genuine one. All the guards missed Aurora too, of course they would never admit it out loud unless they had a death wish. The bosses were calmer and she made everyone smile. It was just her personality. They hated bringing her back to the compound, but they were all selfish bastards.

and reached inside. She knew what she was about to do was wrong, but she knew that if she left with them, she was sealing her fate. They were going to break her and she

Aurora pulled out her keys and hid them in her hand and grabbed the pepper spray in the other. She took a breath and walked out of the office. Igor and Stephen were standing there

facing the employee door to the back parking lot. Before she could talk herself out of it, Aurora raised her hand and pulled the trigger on the spray bottle, releasing the burning contents on her bodyguards. They began to

barreling out of the back doors. They had heard the screams of the men and rushed to the kitchen; their weapons all drawn at their sides. Igor yelled “that way” while trying to rub his very red face. The guys rushed out

her, but Jason raised his hand to stop them. “Let her go. We will catch up.” And

Aurora POV

apartment. The ten–minute drive took a

town.

ran like hell up the stairs next to the garage, ignoring the calls of Mr. Kent who

small duffel bag I had next to it. I ripped the four outfits I had hanging off their hangers before shoving it inside the

back was turned to the door, which was one of the many mistakes had made that day. I wasn’t listening to the sounds outside either since I was hyper focused on

it was my luck that when I turned around with my bags in my hand, my wide–open door was blocked by Jason and Kai casually leaning against the frame and four even

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shades behind them.

silver cuffs in his hands. I want to punch that smirk right of his face so bad. Maybe one day