The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

72 – Let the Fun Begin

Aurora POV

“Oh. My. GAWD! JASON?”

I turn around with everyone else. A very tall, super skinny blonde chick with huge boobs, designer sunglasses that match her fire red skintight, too short booty dress and matching stilettos comes walking frantically over to us with a few retail bags on her arm.

She practically throws herself into Jason’s arms and gives him a smoldering kiss.

Jason, shocked to say the least, forcefully puts his hands on her hips and pulls away from her.

“Charity” Jason says through his teeth.

“Babyyyyy” she whines. Oh sweet, spoiled avocados, her voice makes me want to vomit. I would rather listen to nails on a chalkboard. “I have seen you in forever! I’ve sent you like a million texts and pictures and called you, but you don’t respond,” she continues to whine.

Jason just looks at her, his eyes furrowed. “Charity. We were never a thing. You were a decent fuck when I needed a release. Nothing more. Now get lost.” Ouch. That hurt her ego.

“You don’t mean that baby” she tries to seduce him sweetly, touching his muscled arms. I have this crazy urge to punch

her.

He forcefully removes her hands and raises his eyebrows.

She then looks at me and I swear if she could command flames with her eyes to make me combust, I would be burnt

toast by now.

“You got a new toy is that it? She’s not even pretty to hurl my breakfast.

You know we are meant to be together…” I roll my eyes and try not

“Fuck off Charity.” Jason says and tums us around and we leave her to stew in her own bubble.

For the next three hours, we go from store to store. They pick out all sorts of things, practically a whole new wardrobe and all with four figure price tags. We spent a good hour in Victoria Secrets. They insisted I model everything in the

store.

As some of the guards take the latest bags to the cars, I spot the food court. My tummy grumbles at that cract moment telling me she is hungry. The guys hear it loud and clear and chuckle. So we stopped for food. We are ushered over to a few tables. Our handy dandy armed football team take a few positions around the open space and some sit at

tables next to ours.

I noticed a Carousel in the middle of the court. It’s one of those old–fashioned ones, the ones you see in pictures from the 50’s, with gold trim and porcelain–looking horses.

I suddenly became like a child, and I want to go on with it. While Jason gives the orders to one of the guards, I pull

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practically drag him

oh please oh pleaseeeeeeeee!!!!” I squeal, jumping up and down and

Ben says

it your way. I have no choice

a sultry step towards him and whisper once more in his ear, “Please. Dad! And then I bck his ear and kiss his cheek. I hear his breath hitch.

at him again with my puppy dog eyes and his whole bad boy demeanor just melts like ice cream.

taker a wad of cash and says something to him, but I don’t catch it because I am already headed to the ride. I see the horse I want.

and painted with pink and purple flowers and a golden lace pattern trim and gold handles. It’s in the middle

seat. I can’t help but giggle. Ben sits on a white horse with blue mane and faded gold and blue lace pattern next to

my personal

standing by the table

ride spins us, I keep glancing at him, and I smile wide. It is so fun

stomach decides it is too hungry to go another

his cheek as he escorts me back to our

Daddy” I playfully say to him. He groans again and bites his lower lip and gives me a

bum in response.

fun princess?” Jason asks when we get

“Yes

serious face, but I can’t hold in my laughter when I see his eyes widen and almost a look of terror

to head to another part of the mall. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up got a bad feeling. I started looking around me, but I

and 1

1. US.

love?” Jason asks, noticing my frantic searching around me.

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Fun Begin

He raises his eyebrows not satisfied with my answer, especially since I keep trying to peer over

like something is wrong. Maybe I am just overthinking?” I try to shrug it

guards and whispers in his ear. That guard then says something in his jacket coat and he and a few others casually

corner of

BOOM!

the chest as a fire ball escapes the air in front of us. We all are thrown

my ears. As my hearing returns and my

Pop! Pop! Pop!

me up, an arm wrapped around my waist, POP! POP!

covered in dirt and blood screaming and running frantically out of the way. I see

are lying motionless on the ground. The smoke was still heavy in the air. POP!

POP!

I hear him yelling and motioning for someone to get me out of here. POP! POP!

few guards blocking me

POP!

can be heard behind us like it’s following us and I can faintly see more flashes of guns in front of us. POP! POP! One of the guards in front of me gets struck, blood splashing

a knee. He was shot in the shoulder. I hear Ben curse loudly and one of the other guards picks him up and they help me run through a department