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.

to me. 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 in my bones. How dare she!

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 was very blurry. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and felt my breath expel from my lungs. The pain continued to travel all over my body. I used my arms to shield my face and I could taste something metallic in my mouth. I kept hearing voices but

eyes and I drifted unconscious.

lungs. I tried to lift my head only

I started flailing my arms and tried to reach for the force

was holding my head down only to

and I let the water enter into my body. I welcomed the 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 a knife was shredding my lungs. My vision was still blurry and I

against his chest. I clung to him like a lifeline, my grip feeling weak but his arms around me were strong and warm. I looked over and saw Jason, Charlie, Ben, and few others standing around, looking murderous. I could make out a silver gun dangling in Jason’s hand. Darkness

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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 no doubt trying to seduce him. She’s a decent fuck,

course didn’t see Jason and Charlie throw those hussies off of them and continue to

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his neck and he was ening called a waiter over and ordered refills for everyone. My guys bank a

saw Delilah’s father, Abraham, saunter over

just stare at him and ignore his last question. “I don’t like guing nut much.” I reply and take another sip of my middle–class liquor.