The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

75 – The Man of My Nightmares

Aurora POV

He obviously hears me and looks up, putting his phone in his pocket before standing and coming over to me, smiling brightly. He is tall but not as tall as Jason or Ben. Maybe 6 feet. He has broad muscular shoulders but not as buff as the men I am used to. He has black hair, short on the sides and nicely combed on top, clean shaven with sharp cheekbones, a bit of a crooked nose.

His suit was black and looked expensive. It was tailored perfectly to mold against his body. He wore a silver watch that looked like it cost more than five years of my salary I made at the restaurant. But his most noticeable feature: one green eye, one blue. My breath catches in my throat. Those eyes! The eyes I can never forget. The eyes of my nightmares.

“Who are you?” I demand, trying to look tough in front of my new captor. My voice is shaken, and I back up closer to the comfort of the wall behind me. I feel the cold sweat coming back.

“Oh sweetheart‘ he coos as he places his hands on my arms that I Have wrapped around myself trying to find comfort. flinch away at his touch only for him to raise his eyebrow, pinch his lips in anger, and step closer to me now boxing me in with his body so close, I can feel his aura dominating mine. I can smell his minty breath upon my face as his beautifully dangerous eyes bore into mine and practically pierced my soul.

His hand reaches up quickly and grabs my throat. He pushes me against the wall and squeezes my neck, not enough to cut off airflow but enough to keep my attention.

“Never cower away from me, love.” Says the mystery man with venom on his tongue. “I will forgive you this once since you have not learned the rules…” He runs his nose against my cheek and I try to push myself further into the wall. He traces a path down to my neck and takes a large breath before stepping away and releasing me from his grasp.

I study his face for another minute, our eyes never wavering. He looked familiar and I squinted my eyes. Suddenly it clicked. “You!” I begin to say “You helped me once. The car in the country. But you had brown eyes, your face was a little different and your accent wasn’t there. But it’s you!: He winks at me and smiles evilly. My brain is working overtime trying to understand how everything is connected. “Very good love. Contacts and Prosthetics. Not bad, eh?” He was so full of himself.

“I don’t understand. Why help me then and now take me? Who are you? What do you want!” I begin to cry out. I have so many questions.

Instead of answering, he just watches me for another minute. He steps forward and leans down before kissing my cheek softly. He walks away and heads to the door. I am still frozen in my spot. His presence sends shivers down my spine.

will be answered soon, my love. All you need to

very long time to finally have you in my arms. Now that I have

gulps and the tears

– The Man

a scary

blood run cold with fear. I allow myself to cry and mourn my freedom, mourn my life, mourn the men I was crazy

know how long I was on the floor. Eventually, I let myself close my eyes in exhaustion and succumb once

Dimitry POV

my compound. Sitting at my desk, I pull up the camera feed on my laptop.

but we will get her started on her training and when she is ready, I’ll tell her everything she wants to know. Just 67 more days and I will be able to finally make her

Stephen. They all make themselves

Alexi asks, handing me a three–finger glass and I silently cheers him and take a swig. The amber liquid burned down my throat and a

I notice Stephen is particularly quiet, not that he talks much anyway, but he certainly looks uncomfortable. Brianna is too. I know she loves Aurora. They spent most of their childhood together. It’s going to be hard for

assholes? What about the one I shot?” I ask. Stephen answers this time “No news. They are keeping a tight lip from everyone, but one of our

the main compound until further notice. I hate bringing all my business so close to my home, but I need to be close to my

sorting shortly. The other two containers are en route. We should have the goods unloaded and ready for evals by tomorrow afternoon.” Brianna said while playing with her little pocket knife our dad got her when she was 10. You can still make out the princess

huge gulp of my whiskey and place it down on my desk. “Then let’s get to it.” My commanders stand and exit. I linger

my office. I let my guard know to inform Alexi that I will be there momentarily. I make a detour back upstairs and head to the gold door in the middle of the hallway. Her guards stand a little straighter when they notice me down the hall. I input the codes on the locks and let myself in.

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20 Feb