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.

is mine. He belongs to me. I will not let some slut near him.” She was in my

on the floor with a sharp thud, the other side of my head hitting the marble floor. My vision was

eyes and I

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

feeling. I started flailing my arms and tried

holding my head down only to

breath too great 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

me were strong and warm. I looked over and saw Jason, Charlie, Ben, and few others standing around, looking murderous.

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

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

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Masked Ball Part 2

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

saunter over to my

guing nut much.” I reply and take another sip of my middle–class liquor. There was a moment of silence and the wensel was becoming nervous. When he realized I wasn’t going to entertain him, he said “Um