The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

87 – Answers. Part 2

Aurora POV

Sometime later…

“Wake up Princess! I hear a familiar voice that makes me shudder to my crew. A lightapping it on my cheek

comm. wince at the tharp stinging sensation.

I

“You know, you passed out last night before I could finish my story! That was really rude of your My tormentor said dramatically.

“You know, you could

groggily

girl some coffee before you de

the bitch,” 1 mumble out

I brace myself for more pain but I just hear a chuckle. A dark chocke

I look through my swollen crusty eyes and see the man of my night, sisting in front of me, lep man spread, and arms crossed. He is wearing a black dress shirt and pants, and a shoulder yn holster with two pieces strapped inside

He raises a water bottle to my lips, and I chug the cold liquid rapidly, quenching my parched mouth. He takes the bottle away.

“Watch the attitude little girl. I do not tolerate disrespect!” He says with anger lacing his words, finger pointing f centimeters from my face.

So I do the only natural thing I open my mouth and bite it! I bite down with all my might and then I hear a string of profanities leave his mouth before I feel a sharp stinging jab to my ribs. The sudden force was enough for me to release my hold on his now bleeding digit. I can taste the copper in my mouth. I can’t help but smirk.

“You little bitch!” He screams, shaking his hand, and pacing back and forth in front of me. “Takes one to know one. I

retort back.

He raises his hand to strike but decides not to. Instead, he pinches the bridge of his nose with his good band, taking a

few breaths before he sits down again in front of me.

After a few minutes of a glaring contest, I finally decide to speak about what has been plaguing my mind for the days

have been here.

want with m–me?” I

will learn sweet cheeks!” He happily says, again lightly slapping my face and

innocent blood was spilled. They each went after each other’s families, their businesses both legal and illegal. Alliances were made with smaller gangs, and fighting

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thanks mister‘ I think to myself as

after quite a few bloody fists and broken bones, a peace treaty was made

also made a blood pact in which the next son and daughter pair of the families would be united in marriage, combining the

most part. There was always some

girl was born into the MacCartney

father was the first–born son of the reigning Don of the Romanov bloodline, Ivan Marco. Yes, my sweet. That is my grandfather. And can you guess who is the young girl? No? You, my princess.

out

splitting at the temples, and it is only exasperated by this added information. My mouth starts gaping

many questions swirling in my head. And denial. Lots of

his tongue. I know what you are thinking sweetie. But you see, your father, Stephen, was the third son of your grandfather. Your grandfather was a slimy hastard and together with his older sons, conspired against my family. Your parents in the dead of night whisked you away, and hid you from us, thinking they could keep you and not fulfill the treaty! Stephen and your mother changed your last name and your real family pretended you all died. They tried to call off the century–old pact. Needless to say, your family met

by Gerald O’Donnell took over the throne after your grandfather’s demise and soon passed it to you guessed it, your little wannabe kings, Jason and Charlie. The rat bastards!” He spits in frustration.

MY BIRTHRIGHT!” He screams and backhands me harshly, using my face to channel his anger.

as I could get my hands

but you were just five at the time. I couldn’t do anything with you, so I left you there. You were then sent to live with your aunt. Sound familiar? Your aunt and father tried multiple times to escape the city, but we had you under close security and always stopped them. One day, your father, one of the

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would be mine and together we would claim our birthrights

were eight, your Aunt thought to keep you from me so 1 barged in and killed her with my knife. Stabbed her until she choked on her

my face. The nightmares were all true. His face was so clear now. The face

when you went into the system, I made sure your foster family knew just how special you were to me. Brianna was soon integrated into your life. I have

trouble. I am the one who erased your digital footprints to keep anyone else from finding you. I am the one who made that idiot Thomas look after you. Who do you think made you invisible when your dear Jason and his band of misfits went looking for you? Who do you think sent you the basket of human hearts as a warning while you were whoring yourself

This man is not just crazy, he’s psychotic.

squeezes tightly. It’s rough and cuts off my airway so I begin to feel lightheaded and see black dots in my vision. I try to grasp for air but it’s futile. He leans close

I wheeze in a harsh breath and start coughing. I have barely had any water and no food for days. My throat feels like sandpaper, and my soul feels light as a feather, yet

you to my bed. I will tie you down and you will not be allowed to leave until you are with our child. We will claim our kingdom from that no good filthy mongrel

forehead before stalking out the door, leaving me alone with

have drifted off because I was woken

slightly as I hear another BOOM!

popping sounds

more BOOMS and more popping sounds are heard, and

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