Charmed By The Mafia King

I was finally getting my chance to prove my worth in the family "business". To prove I can handle anything and make deals happen. That I would be a strong, reliable Boss, and fill my Papa's shoes once he handed it over to me. We were the strongest family along the East Coast. You name it, our hands were in it. Guns, drugs, clubs, restaurants, strip clubs, and the list goes on.

I had my first kill at 16. Now that I'm 25 I've lost count as the bodies piled up. My first kill though...The bastard thought he would snitch us out. Feeding info to the Latinos, in hopes of having Papa's assassinated.

I won't lie, I enjoyed watching the Bastard take his last breath as I twisted my knife through his heart. I live by one law and one law only...Don't betray me or my family.

So, here I am in Alabama, going to some bomb fucked town in hopes of talking some old fucker out of his land for next to nothing. Clear the land and Papa up another strip mall or some shit. Hopefully, he'll see things my way and I won't need to resort to less friendly tactics.

"Damn it's hotter than a motherfucker down here" I mumbled to myself as I blasted the ac on this piece of shit rental car I was given at the airport. Sure It gets hot in Chicago, but this heat here in the South is pure torture. Not to mention dodging potholes big enough to swallow my car.

I'd been traveling down this lone country road for miles now. Not a soul in sight. Pastures on either side. And that's when it happened.

It started off as a soft clanking that quickly grew to a vibrating bang. "What the fuck" I growled as I maneuvered the car to the side of the road where it finally died.

"Motherfucking great" I yelled smacking the steering wheel. I tried the ignition a few times, but all I got was the sound of a smoker's lung. popping the hood, I exited the car.

As I raised the hood, smoke boiled out. I fanned it away and took a look at the motor. I may as well have been looking at a chart of the human anatomy. What can I say...I'm the soon-to-be mob boss, not a fucking mechanic.

Grabbing my phone from the seat I went to search for a tow, but quickly realized I had no reception out here in the boondocks. Tossing my phone back down, I started to pace, thinking of my next move. I tried my phone a few more times and realized my only option was to trot my ass down this road until I found something.

I grabbed my duffel bag, opened my suitcase, and grabbed a few essentials. Grabbed my phone and almost empty water bottle and started my walk. Trust and believe this was no fucking yellow brick road and I sure the hell wasn't any Angelica....Maybe the Tin Man.

Twenty minutes into my walk I was drenched. My suit jacket draped over my shoulder, sleeves rolled up as far as they'd go, I mumbled "I must be in hell" as I loosened my tie and freed a few buttons.

As I was thinking of ways to kill the rental car fucktard a jeep came flying past me. It came to a screeching stop and I saw the reverse lights Papa on. Quickly I reached into the back of my waistband and took my gun off safety, just in case.

The jeep came to a stop beside me and I saw that it was two girls.

The driver smiled and spoke in a deep southern accent. "You need a lift?" I glanced at the passenger who was busy studying her nails and popping her gum in the most annoying way.

They seemed harmless enough and to be my only ticket out for now. "Well?" the driver asked bringing me out of my thoughts.

I pulled my eyes off the passenger and put on my famous panty-dropping smile. "I'm going to Montgomery."

"That's about an hour away, but we can take you to the closest town. You can get a room and start fresh in the morning." The driver replied.

"Oh no, no, no" I spat waving my hands, trying to keep my temper at bay. "I need to get there tonight."

"Sorry man, no can do. The only tow service in town closes at 5 p.m., with most everything else. And it's almost six now".

"Fuck" I groaned running my hands through my hair. "What kind of town closes at 5?!

I heard a loud sigh come from the passenger and looked her way. She turned toward me and looked over her knockoff shades. I was paralyzed as I met with the bluest eyes ever. Penetrating my deep brown eyes. Then she opened her pink pouty lips.

"Look, Dude, either you want a ride or not. And seeing how you're about six miles from town, seems we are your only choice." I gave her my dark don't mess with my stare and was taken aback when she returned a scowl of her own.

That look sent fuckers running, but not her. "Are you challenging me?" I asked arching my brows.

She snorted "No, and if I was you'd know it! Now either get in or we leave 'cause I'm really about to lose my shit."

I looked around knowing this was my only option, and really wanting to snap her neck in three different places. "Fine," I said climbing in. Before I could get seated the jeep lurched off causing me to fall back as both girls snickered.

The driver took her eyes from the road to look at me. "I'm Lucia and my sidekick here is Aurora." Aurora just lifted her hand and wiggled it as a greeting.

"I'm Maximo, Maximo Lucado."

"Nice to meet you, Maximo. Please excuse Aurora, seems her southern hospitality has flown out the window."

I stared at the back of Aurora's head thinking what weapon would be the most enjoyable for bashing her skull in. Of course, I'd have to kill Lucia as well, and I could easily dispose of the bodies on any of the hundred pig farms I've passed.

Let's see, choke, shoot, or fuck her. Wait, what?! Where the hell did that last thought come from? I'm here strictly for business, not to have some chic's legs wrapped around my waist. Hell, I've got women galore back home willing to do anything I ask with no lips. Hoping I would fall madly in love and wife them. But love and all that bs aren't in the cards for me. Love makes a man weak and vulnerable. I won't care for someone only to lose them to my lifestyle. Don't need that shit.

Now, back to Aurora. Maybe she'd be a fun fuck after all. No one disrespects me the way she has. I'd like nothing more than to break her in the bedroom. Show her who the boss is, who's in control, have her begging me for mercy. A sadistic smirk spread across my face as images of breaking her possessed my mind.

"Ummm....am I interrupting something?" Aurora asked in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

My head snapped up breaking my thoughts. Aurora was looking at me with a smartass grin. "Are you like a crazy killer or something?"

"Why yes, yes I am." I answered back in a deep, mysterious voice.

She rolled her eyes. "No you're not." She stated.

"How do you know"? I asked arching one brow in question.

"Well for starters you're too clean." She said taking her blue eye's up and down my clean, tailored suit.

"Well then Aurora, tell me how a killer looks?" I asked with a hint of annoyed amusement.

"Oh you know, crazy eyes, sweaty, pot marked face." She said all the while popping her gum in annoyance.

"Thanks Aurora! I'll know how to spot one for sure " I said with sarcasm.

She turned and handed me a bottle water."Your sense of humor seems a bit dry. You should hydrate". Her voice said flatly.

"Oh geez, now I can't kill you because you showed me kindness." My voice snarky and irritable.

Aurora gave me her smartass grin and flicked me off. This bitch is fearless. If this happened back home I'd choke a bitch. Only reason I'm keeping my shit together is I need to lay low while here and I need this ride. Yet there was something pulling me toward her, something I wasn't sure how to describe. My ability to read people usually was very sharp but with her... with her it was running in all directions like a squirrel crossing a busy street. Part of me wanted to hurt her, possibly kill her just to show her who and what she was dealing with. But her attitude was no fault of her own. She was from a small southern town and naive to the dangers and darkness of the world.

"So where you from?"Lucia asked Retrieving me from my current thoughts.

"Chicago." I replied in a bored tone.

"Why are you here?"

Jesus, what's up with all the questions? I was here to swindle land and lay low. Not divulge my life history

"Business." I grunted wanting to be off the topic of me.

"So you're Italian? "

"That would be correct." And the questions keep coming.

Aurora twisted her body around in the seat and scoped me out over her cheap shades. In a low, mysterious voice she asked. "Is it true what they say about Italians?"

Stretching my long legs out in the cramped jeep, I looked this problematic chic in the eye's without any emotion on my face. Using my deep, accented voice I rumbled. "Depends what you're asking. I've heard many thing's about us Italians".

However this didn't rattle her a bit. If anything it piqued her interest more. "They Say that Chicago is covered with Italian mobsters? Is that why you are here? Are you running or something? Are you a gang banger?" She asked with a slight chuckle.

My nerves begin to twitch at how close to the truth she was. My hand rested on my concealed gun underneath my jacket as I tossed the idea of killing her right now around but I decided to wait. Now wasn't a good time. Before I bid them goodbye tonight I would end her... both of them. Yes, I may roll around with her in bed first but her death certificate had just been signed. Aurora knew too much now, she knew my name and my face. If something were to awary while in this one horse town she could identify me. Kill them and problem solved. Gasping, I feigned a surprise look on my face. "You've got me. You figured me out. Now I must kill you"

The fearless wench snorted and blasted me. "You're so full of shit. For one if you were apart of the mafia you wouldn't have gave us a real name much less be broke down in the middle of nowhere. Besides I'll have you know that if you even attempted to try and harm me I would smile as I cut your nut sack off".

For the first time ever I was rendered speechless. Never had anyone been so bold with me, so disrespectful and fearless. I chalk her attitude up to simply not knowing any better but one thing is for sure... I can't wait to hear her scream as I watch her wild spirit leave her body.

We finally came to a peanut sized town. We pulled into a dirt parking lot. One side had a dingy looking motel made of concrete, the other a tin shack of sorts with a blareing neon sign reading "Angry Rooster".

"What the fuck, just what the fuck." I groaned in disbelief.

Lucia laughed. "Sorry, but it's about all the town offers. Aurora and I was going to grab a bite to eat at the Angry Rooster. Why don't you join us."

"Fuck no." I spat as I wondered what new hell awaited me.

"Well it's your only chance for food. Now, get you a room and we'll wait." Aurora insisted.

Seeming that i had no other choice if I wanted to eat, I took their unwanted advice.Twenty minutes later I came out freshly showered and changed. I walked back to the jeep and the waiting girls. "Shall we" Lucia asked.

"Lead the way". I mumbled grudgingly.

Aurora hopped out of the jeep and it was the first time I got a good look at her. Hot was a understatement. Long wavy blonde lockes, curvy in a good way. Not like these rail skinny model types I'm use to. She had it all in the right places. Her head barely came to my chest on my 6'4 frame. So little to have so much mouth. It was hard not to like what I saw and I thought what a pitty to waste such a beauty.

As we neared the bar the smell of smoke and stale beer permeated the air. The twain of country music blared, boots and cowboy hat's as far as the eye could see. What the fuck have I gotten into.

Once inside a drunk crashed into Aurora almost sending her down. Quickly I grabbed her by the waist and held her steady against me. I bent down and whispered in her ear "I should've let you fall."

She craned her face up to me with those challenging eyes and smiled sweetly "But you didn't."

Watching those words come from her pouty lips sent a zip through my body that I was unfamiliar with. Quickly I removed my arm from her waist and stepped back. "Don't be getting no feelings Lucado" I told myself.

This little twit of a girl proved to be more dangerous by the minute.

Aurora's POV

After Maximo released his firm grip from my waist I sauntered off toward the bar leaving them to find us a table. Liquid courage is what I needed now if I planned to pull this off. I downed a double shot of tequila and welcomed the burn. Nervous doesn't begin to describe my feelings. I couldn't believe the lengths I was going to just for this dumb sorority. Was it really that important for me to become a pledged sister? My task was to rob some poor sucker. Yea, I know it's a crime, not to mention any sort of hazing was prohibited on campus, but it still happens under the radar. Just so happens Maximo is my candidate and a perfect one at that. Out of towner, doesn't know a soul here or the surroundings. Almost toooo easy of a target.

But those eyes....those eyes of his. Gorgeous yet cold, seductive yet brutal. Not to mention the body he's hiding under that three piece. But I can do this, correction, I have to do this. A part of me felt remorse for what I was about to do to this stranger that was far from home but another part of me nothing more than to wipe that snide smirk from his face once he discovered that he had been taken by little ole me.

I ordered a round of beers for Lucia and Maximo and a few shots for me, then headed off in search of them. I found them tucked into a cornor booth and slid in next to Lucia. I kept the drinks coming in hopes of getting Maximo hammered to make my task easier.

I looked over to him. "How's your meal?"

"I've had better" he grumbled.

I slid him another beer. "Have another". I encouraged.

"No thanks" he said sliding it back. "I'm done for now".

I gave him a challenging look. "Don't be a pussy". I taunted.

He stared hard into my eyes and said with a devilish grin "you are what you eat".

My face lit up like a cherry bomb and I could feel the heat rise. "Oh, okay, ummm" was all I was able to sputter from my lips as I broke away from his soul devouring gaze. A deep chuckle erupted from him.

After a few moments I nudged Lucia. "Let's go to the bathroom".

"Oh, okay" We excused ourselves and headed off.

Soon as I swung the door open I exhaled "I can't do this shit Lucia".

"Yes you can Aurora. You have to if you want in". She reminded me.

"Fuck, I know. It's just that he's, he's just so fucking scrumptious, I can't think. I'd much rather make him my boy toy for the night instead of rob him".

Lucia laughed. "Whoa Aurora, calm your lollypop down and focus. Remember why you need to do this".

I let out a whiny sigh. "I know, I know. I got this. You remember the plan right?" I asked because I love my best friend Lucia but she had the tendency to be airheaded.

"Yessss Aurora." Lucia groaned in annoyance at my hundredth reminder." You'll get him on the dance floor and signal me when the times right. I'll pop the pill in the drink and bring it to you. You'll fake a sip then pour the rest down his throat. Once it kicks in, you'll lead him back to his room and do your thing once he's out cold. Meanwhile I'll be waiting outside in the jeep".

"Perfect Lucia! I said finally at ease But another worry came to the forefront of my mind."But wait, your sure this want hurt him right?"

"Absolutely Aurora. Just will give him a good nap".

Silently I pumped myself and swallowed my fear. "okay let's do this". I said with newborn confidence.

I marched back to the table with confidence in my step. "Let's dance" I said grabbing his arm.

"Nope, don't dance". He said removing his arm from my grasp.

"Well tonight you do". I said pulling him up.

He blew his breath out and said unenthusiasticly as he surrendered to my wishes. "Lead the way".

I knew I had to throw it on him and come off as a bit of a slut in hopes of leading him on. I backed up into him rotating my hips to the music. His arm snaked down my side wrapping around my waist pulling me closer in. Moments later I felt his warm breath on my neck. I cocked my head to the side giving him better access. His lips barely skimmed my neck causing a small moan from me. Raising my arm, I placed my hand on the back of his neck pulling his face closer. He nipped my tender skin and I immediately smiled "oh yea, I liked that".

He smiled against my neck. "Then you'll love what's going to come later".

At the word later, I snapped out of my neck nuzzling trance and remembered what I had to do.

Turning to face him, I gave my best come hither smile. "I think we should drink to that". I signaled Lucia over his shoulder then curled his tie around my hand bringing his face closer to mine. Before I had the chance to place my lips on his he crushed my mouth.

The world around me stopped. No music, no loud drunks, just me and him. His lips on mine. In that moment I was his. He owned me, and when we finally broke apart he knew it. I could see the victory in his eyes, eyes that I couldn't tear away from. He brought his thumb up and ran it over my kissed swollen lips. The little whore in me darted my tounge out grazing it. His eyes flashed fire and a dominating glare crossed his face. "Do you know how much trouble you've gotton yourself into?" He whispered darkly.

Looking into those deep eye's of his I heard myself say. "But I like trouble".

A scary grin spread across his face. "You know not what you say little one".

Thank goodness Lucia walked up at this time.

He gave a frustrated glance at Lucia for interrupting us. "Hey Aurora, I thought you might like a drink".

"Thanks Lucia". I said taking the drink from her and coming back down to Earth.

I looked back to his dark eye's fighting my thoughts. "You can do this" I coached myself. "You'll never see him again".

I brought the glass to my lips and faked a sip, then looked up to him. He gave me a panty dropping smile and said in a firm, demanding tone "Tonight Aurora I'm going to fuck you".

That did it, my panties were soaked. "No, no, no Aurora. Focus, focus. Get your girl below under control". Swallowing hard I grabbed his tie yet again, pulling him in closer. "No baby" I spoke "I'm going to fuck you".

Maximo grinned as I put the glass to his lips and watched him swallow it in one gulp.

Soon the effects of the drink was showing signs. Maximo's speech was starting to slurr, getting clumsy and tired. I helped him across the dirt parking lot to his room. He fell across the bed on his back. "Fuck what's happening to me?" He moaned.

Fine, I felt guilty and lowest of the low. I actually wanted to cuddle him and make it all better. I sat on the bed beside him. "You're fine. It's probably the alcohol, heat, and dancing catching up". I rubbed a locke of his hair from his forehead. "Just sleep it off you sweet man". Soon I heard his soft snores.

Quickly I jumped into action. Pulling him onto his stomach was a struggle, but I made it happen. I kinda gasped when I saw a gun in his waistband. Perfectly normal right? I mean people do carry for protection these days right? Pushing the thoughts aside I grabbed his wallet. Flipping it open I removed his license tossing them on the bed. He'd need those more than me. Haha...I'm such a caring thief.

Spotting the duffle bag I rumaged through it and almost gave up on this quest. It gave me bad vibes. There was two more guns, a fancy dagger, and over ten grand as well as a pair of black leather gloves. This bag screamed danger and I hesitated to go through with my plan but then I recalled why I had to do this. No, nothing's right about this. I should leave everything and jet. I left the bag alone and ran out with only the wallet.

"Go Lucia, go" I screeched jumping into the jeep.

"Did you get it?" She asked frantically as she sped off.

I dangled the wallet up. "Yes, but something's not right here. I think he's a bank robber or worse". I filled her in on my findings and new thoughts assaulted me.

"What if he comes for me?" I asked in a panic.

"Girl bye, he's not. If he is on the run he want have time to search for you". Lucia tried to reassure me.

"I hope your right Lucia". I said as I worried my bottom lip with my teeth.

"Trust me, I am. You'll never see him again". She swore.

Suddenly I felt better and trusted Lucia's judgement. I begin to laugh out loud as adrenaline soared through my veins. "I did it, I fucking did it. I robbed the bastard".