The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

61 – The Masked Ball- Part 2

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I ignored her and tried to leave the room only for her step in front of me and her possie stepped on either side of Bon

blocking my one and only exit.

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“Please let me pass.” I asked politely. I just wanted to go home.

“You are the one with OUR men.” She made sure to emphasize ‘our‘. Her nasal voice was like acid in my wanted to hurl.

throat. I

“Look, I don’t want any trouble. I just want to leave.” I tried to sidestep them only for the leader of the group, Jason’s supposed fiancé, pushed me back hard. I stumbled backwards a few steps and she started to creep towards me like she was a huntress out for her nightly snack.

I will not let some slut near him.” She was in my face. Her breath smelled like rotten onions and champagne. I felt a fire

them and almost got to the door when I felt a sharp pain hit the side of my head and I fell on the floor with a sharp thud, the other side of my head hitting the marble floor. My vision

my eyes and

burning sensation in my lungs. I opened my eyes and barely registered that my head was in water. I had inhaled water and it was filling my lungs. I tried to lift my head only to have a force on my head keeping me in place. I struggled and struggled, feeling more lightheaded as body tried to reach for oxygen. My whole body

other feeling. I started flailing my arms and

my head down

darkness one more time. Suddenly my head was pulled out of the water and a piercing pain shattered within me as oxygen tried to fill my lungs. I coughed up what I thought was a swimming pool of water. Each subsequent breath felt as if

my grip feeling weak but his arms around me were strong and warm. I looked over and saw Jason, Charlie, Ben, and few others

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but was stopped by a very drunk Fernando Santiago. If I had a caring bone in my body, I would be sad for her seeing her so upset over those sluts sitting with Jason and Charlie. Delilah McCallister has her claws in Jason’s shirt and

those hussies off of them and continue to

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our staff whores on his lap. She was kissing his neck and he was ening called a waiter over and ordered refills for everyone. My guys bank a moment to ask me about the latest shipmen (07:0 coming from Serbia and we

Abraham, saunter over to

“I don’t like guing nut much.” I reply and take another sip of my middle–class liquor. There