Mafia's Addiction (The Virgin Stripper)

Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

Writer's Point of View

France... March 2015!!

Friday Night... 7:45 pm

Chatters and laughter could be heard in the car as it drove across the city of France. From the look on the faces of its inhabitants, one could tell they were one happy family.

They came from Italy to France for a family and friends get-together party.

"Dad! Can you believe Hazel stole out of my chips!" Aiden cried out as he clenched his fists tightly.

"I didn't steal, I took from it," Hazel shrugged

"Come on Aiden, you are no longer a kid, okay? Stop crying, can't you allow your sister to take out of it," Mrs. Martin consoled as she pouted her lips while Hazel frowned at his face.

"Mom, are you taking my side or hers," Aiden asked with scorn on his face

"I'm doing both," Mrs. Martin shrugged nonchalantly

"Mum, let him cry, I don't care. Aiden always thinks he is still a kid," Hazel said, scoffing as she rolled her eyes, looking out through the window.

"Of course, I am still a kid," Aiden snapped at her

"Hazel, you shouldn't have eaten his chips. You did wrong," Mr. Martin defended Aiden.

"Oh please dad, I know why you are defending him okay? We both know it is nothing. He is just making faces to be pitied," Hazel hissed and added

"Moreover, you are just taking his side because you want him to accept your proposal to be homeschooled," Hazel bit out, looking away with a sly smirk on her face, leaving her dad to face all sets of wide eyes gaping at him in disbelief.

"Is that true, dad? I hate to be homeschooled," Aiden queried, feigning anger while Mrs. Martin hit her palm against her forehead, inhaling sharply.

"But you have never done it before and it is even for your good," Mrs. Martin told her son.

"Mum," Aiden yelled

"No, no, no, Aiden, I never say so, I swear. Hazel is just making it up!" Dad exclaimed, trying to defend himself as he shot Hazel a death glare. If looks could kill, Hazel would have been six feet below the earth right now.

"Really dad," Aiden pouted

"You aren't going to say anything, mum" Aiden questioned mum, who has been mute during the whole argument.

"What do you expect me to say" she replied scoffing, looking away from the group.

"That is my baby talking!" Mr. Martin exclaimed in a comment, getting a playful hit on the shoulder from his wife, who proceeded to roll her eyes at him.

"Tch, whatever" Aiden said with a slight frown on his face, still staring away.

"Anyway, being homeschooled is better than facing those freaks at school," he added shrugging.

"I doubt you love it because you won't be seeing Mia again, you know," Hazel said with a sky grin

"Who is Mia," Mrs. Martin asked

"She is no one," Aiden shrugged glaring at Hazel and she sticker out her tongue at him.

"Now, she happens to be a no one right now, so bad," Hazel hissed

"Hazel," Mrs. Martin called her name in a warning manner.

"How I wish I have an elder brother to always spank your a*s whenever you misbehave or treat me anyhow," Aiden sighed

At his comment, the car fell dead silent as they all focused on their father driving, Mr. Martin and Mrs. Martin's faces became sad, and ignored what they said because instead of three kids but they are two now.

"We should have brought along the convoy, Dad. I kinda miss the way the convoy follows us. Why did you insist we use a regular car for the get-together party without some sort of protection? Anything could happen to us right now and we have no security to save us." Hazel mused with a displeased frown on her face. She had been feeling uneasy since the start of their journey but had only shrugged off the feeling.

"Try to be optimistic for once, Hazel Nothing is going to happen, okay? The area is one of the best in safety," Mrs. Martin asked, in an attempt to calm down her daughter, as she turned to give Hazel a look.

"I'm having this awful feeling dad, I don't know why," Hazel sighed

"Don't worry nothing is going to happen, I'm a simple man with a simple family, Hazel darling. Who is going to try to hurt us? So there is no need to worry, we are safe, okay?" Mr. Martin assured and turned to a dead-end street

"Dad, why did you turn," Hazel asked confused

"As you can see, there was traffic and for us to get to where we are going fast, we have to take a shortcut and that was what I did," Their dad shrugged

"Did you think that street is saved," Aiden asked

"Yes, I'm very familiar with this road whenever I'm always coming to France," He nodded

"I'm just scared, actually I'm feeling restless" Hazel sighed

"Don't be afraid dear, trust your dad," Mrs. Martin tried to calm them down.

"Um, Dad I think you should slow down a bit," Aiden warned his Dad before he bump into a coming truck.

Just as Mr. Martin turned to the other side to avoid being hit, the truck kept coming to their car.

"It seems the car is coming towards our car," Hazel screamed and pointed at the same car coming at full speed, causing the once-happy family to shiver in fear.

"It is ok, nothing is going to happen,"

Mr. Martin gulped and trembled ad he tried stopping the car.

"Why is the car break not working," Mr. Martin panicked.

He didn't know that when the car break as been broken by someone before they left with it.

In the attempt to stop the car, the truck came at full speed and collided with the family. In a hurry, the truck driver drove off immediately he noticed that the family might be dead, leaving behind the ugly image of the bloodied family.

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"I pray they are still alive, I hope so," The woman says as she and her husband stand, pacing anxiously outside the ICU room.

"The husband and wife are long dead when I examined them, but I can't say anything about the children." The nurse explained with a shrug as she rushed back to the surgery room.

His wife sighed deeply as she moved towards the array of waiting chairs, taking a seat as they awaited the doctor, who stepped out a few minutes later to announce the death of the man and his wife himself.

"What about the other two kids, Doctor?" The man asked sadly.

"We were able to stabilize them for now but they still have a slim chance of surviving. I'm sorry," the doctor answered bitterly.

"Really, what are you saying? What nonsense are you talking about. a whole family of four, huh?!" The man's wife exclaimed with eyes turning to deep anger at the thought of such huge misfortune befalling such a family with even little kids.

"Wait a second. I thought you are the best doctor in this hospital which people were supposed to be one of the best in the most prestigious hospital, yet you idiots couldn't save their lives! We brought in four injured patients and you couldn't even save them?! Aren't you supposed to save them since it is your work, huh I'm out!" She shouted, tears streaming down her face as she picked up her purse and walked out

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The Same Friday Night... 8:01 pm

In another part of France, another family is getting the house and everything prepared for the party they are hosting in their house this evening...

The family of Five, the father, Mr. Ruskin, Mrs. Ruskin, their children, Wyatt, Ellie, and Aaron...

"Daddy, tell Ellie to stop scattering what I have done," Wyatt said feeling frustrated

"Stop lying, I'm not" Ellie pouted

"Ellie, leave your brother alone "dad shouted from his room.

"Yes, you are, we have to arrange it fast before the other families arrive," Wyatt said

"Why do I think that what you said is more than what you are thinking, huh" Ellie raised her eyebrows...

"And what is that supposed to mean"

"You are surely doing it because of Hazel" Ellie scoffed

"Why will he do it because of Hazel," Aaron asked when he knew why

"He loves her" Ellie answered

"Liar, I don't, she is like my sister," Wyatt said

"No, it is obvious you do" Aaron shrugged

"What do you know about love huh," Wyatt asked Ellie

"I know a lot, Wyatt," Ellie pouted

"Seriously, what are they teaching you in school"Wyatt scoffed

"Tch, many things you can't imagine, brother" Ellie whispered

"You are just 10 years Ellie" Wyatt shouted

"What the heck, Wyatt, a 9-year-old child is kissing" Aaron chuckled

"Kissing" Wyatt exclaimed surprised

"It is not a new thing, Wyatt" Ellie chuckled

"I miss brother Liam, he understands very well" Ellie scoffed

"Bird of the same feathers," Aaron said and scoffed

"You guys should be done quickly, they will soon be here any moment from now, huh," She showed at them from the kitchen

"That is true, they should be here, why are they taking long to be here," Wyatt sighed and stared at the wall clock.

"Calm down, lover boy, Hazel your wife will be here any moment from now, take it easy," Ellie patted his shoulders.

"Hazel and Wyatt, nice combo," Aaron smirked at him

"Bunch of idiots," Wyatt muttered under his breath

"I heard you," Aaron winked at him

"Language, Wyatt, language, tch," Ellie repeated

"Whatever," Wyatt rolled his eyes

"Kids, are you done," their mum asked as she came inside the house with some other decorations arranging some things...

"Darling, did you put on the gas," her husband asked as he entered the sitting room sniffing the air...

"No, I didn't," she asked facing him, "why do you ask"

"It is smelling like the whole house is on fire," he said

"What do you mean," his wife said frowning

"I'm smelling something like......"

"Dad, it is true the house is on fire," Aaron said running towards his parents alongside his siblings...

"Honey, look," his wife said pointing at five guys with masks standing close to the fire...

"What are we going to do," his wife said afraid

"It is ok" he assumed them and went to the door... He tried opening it but it is seem it was looking from the outside...

"Dad, what..." Wyatt coughed, "what are we going to do" he coughs again

"The fire is getting closer to us, dad," Ellie said sobbing

"Are we going to die," Ellie sobbed

"I'm sorry," their dad said and starts to cry as he sat down on the ground with his family sobbing

"I'm sorry for not protecting well like I'm supposed to, just know I love you, ok, your mum, and I love you," he said

"I'm sorry you have to die like this" he added

"Dad......" Ellie said shaking her head as the fire got to their side and consume their remaining nothing, not even their ashes.....

"Done" The five guys went into the car and drove off...

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A week later, the man known as Mr. Greenwood alongside his wife, could be seen seated in the doctor's office.

"... now the children are safe and sound which means they are out of danger and the most important thing, Mr. Greenwood, The children as amnesia

," The doctor let out.

"What?!" Both husband and wife exclaimed.

"Amnesia," the wife repeated

"What do you mean, Doctor?" Mr. Greenwood asked, his soft heartbreaking for the poor kids and their unfortunate fate.

"They don't know their names. They don't know if they had parents or siblings, neither do they know their home nor how they got shot in the first place." The doctor explained.

"This is harder than we thought," Mr. Greenwood muttered lowly, but it was loud enough to be heard by everyone seated in the room.

"We have tried all our best to help them recollect their memories but our efforts have only proven to be abortive."

"So, there is no other way they could recollect their identities?" Mrs. Greenwood inquired, hoping against hope that there was a way to help the kids.

"Not at all," the doctor shook his head with a grave expression.

"God, save us," the wife mumbled.

How do these two dreadful family events connect or do they not?

Who sent those killers?

Let's find out I'm the book.

Who is ready for the ride?

Chapter 2

October 13, 2022

Madrid, Spain, Europe... Time: 5:35 pm

Paige Georgina Emerson's apartment

Paige's Point of View

Walking towards the apartment frustratedly, I ran my hand through my hair feeling irritated, slamming my forehead with my purse...

From the way, I look tired and my sour face, it was obvious I had a bad day at the restaurant today...

For the whole day, I had been going around trying to serve people at the restaurant as they come in every second.

Working at the BJ'S restaurant is nice since the pay is a little bit good and covers not many expenses though, it is just to let people know I'm working.

I got to the door, turned the knob with the little strength in me, and walked in, "is there anyone at home?! I yelled dejectedly slumping onto the closest sofa in the sitting room...

No doubt, Sylvia is in the kitchen, and the aroma of the food she is cooking is hitting me badly which causes my stomach to grumble...

After such a hectic day spent at the restaurant working tirelessly, it was a given to be slammed by hunger anyway...

"Hey, girlfriend," Sylvia called sweetly, stepping out of the kitchen while carrying some delicacy in her hold

As fast as my tired legs could go, I dashed toward the dining area and grabbed a chair before placing my butt on the wooden furniture...

"Cassoulet," I exclaimed happily staring at the French dish on the table waiting to be consumed

Ok, I don't even know why I love the food.

"Easy, easy dear, they are all yours no one is going to take it from you," Sylvia said as she went to sit opposite me

"Thanks, dear and no one can even think of taking it because I won't allow it," I giggled happily as my earlier sour mood vanished as I pour myself a glass of juice

"You look tired," Sylvia said as she brought her head closer to mine to have a better look

"Of course, why won't I, that BJ as determined to make use of me anyhow she likes, it sucks Sylvia" I grumbled through gritted teeth...

"At least it is better than the other one you are doing," she said and avoided my eyes when she said it

"Seriously," I muttered

"I'm sorry," she whispered and shrugged

"Where is Ethan" I inquired grabbing a plate and some cutlery...

"I have no idea, Paige" she replied frowning when I stopped eating.

"Where could my brother be," I thought mentally.

"I understand you are getting worried since it is getting late already but you get to know something, you look worn out, Ethan is no longer a kid, he is in his final year in college, and he can take care of himself" Sylvia assured me...

I had no other choice than to eat and nodded to what she said because Sylvia likes to support Ethan so much so I faced my meal and starts eating at a fast pace.

"Hey, slow down" Sylvia snapped with a disapproving frown on her face...

"I'm hungry, ok, BJ never allowed me to eat anything since morning," I grumbled and rolled my eyes at her. She sighed shaking her head at me

"You look somehow pale, what is wrong," I asked concerned, Sylvia looked up at me...

"I just came back from a meeting that top business associate came, so I spend most of my time standing and almost fainted because of the heat," she answered as she grabbed a glass gulping some water...

"You almost fainted because of heat, isn't there AC in the room," I yelled almost choking as I quickly drank out of the drink and she mouthed a sorry to me.

"Yeah, there is but the room was tensed, our boss didn't tell us we have an impromptu meeting," she responded.

"And also sorry for the stress, I understand what you are passing through in the hands of those CEO" I added giving her a fleeting look.

"Thank you, dear," Sylvia grinned

"I haven't seen grandma Lilian today," I asked worriedly

"Well, grandma Lilian is dead," Sylvia dropped the bomb

"What," I shouted and tears left my face.

Grandma Lilian is their neighbor living next door. Each of us living in the area loves her so much and we all took her as everyone takes her to their grandma.

"I saw her yesterday," I sobbed

"We saw her yesterday," Sylvia corrected her

"I will miss her so much," I sighed sadly

"Yeah, I saw her eldest son earlier today and asked about how her burial will be," Sylvia sighed

"He said she will be buried at the city general burial ground on Friday," Sylvia added

"Alright, we have to attend it, I have to tell BJ, I won't be around on Friday," Paige said

"I hope BJ will allow you because you have asked for many leaves from him,"

"Yes but I'm sure he also witnessed what it means when someone is close to him dead," I scoffed

"Yes, that is true," she nodded

BJ's mum is dead. So I'm sure he knows what it means.

"Paying our last respect to her is something I don't want to miss," she sighed sadly

"Yes, it is very important," I nodded

"He was so sad with a sullen face, it isn't good to lose someone important," she shrugged

"Now, he is an orphan, an older orphan," I added

"Ethan should be back by now," she muttered as she changed the topic.

"I'm sorry, I brought up that conversation," she added sadly

I sighed and held her hand while I told her," It isn't your fault I'm an orphan," I smiled lightly at her to assure her that everything is ok.

My mind flashed back to how we left France for Madrid hoping for greener pastures when we learned how our parents died.

(Flash Back to April 15, 2018)

It was closing hour and I have been waiting for Ethan so we can go back to the orphanage.

Especially because I'm hungry, I haven't eaten anything since morning.

"Where could Ethan be," I asked myself while I decided to go to his class and check for him

As I was getting closer to his class, I heard some noises coming from the unused hallway.

I wanted to ignore it and continue to look for my brother but I stopped when I heard his voice.

"Leave me alone, I'm not the one who took your pen," Ethan cried

I dashed towards the room and saw Ethan on the floor beaten up with tests on his face that kept falling.

"Why are you beating him," I asked the three boys that are of the same age as Ethan

"Why can't we beat him, he is a loser. A pathetic orphan," The youngest yelled and wanted to kick him but a glare from me stopped him

"He is an orphan doesn't mean anything, it isn't our fault our parents died at home," I snapped

"Of course, it means a lot. Both of you and your parents were hit by a coming truck," another one snapped

Hit by s coming truck?

But we were told they died at home?

"Who told you this," I asked holding the sobbing Ethan

"Why should we tell you," One of them asked

"How did you know about it," I ignored what he said

"Why are you asking, it isn't like you are going to beat us even if you are his brother," The one who looked like the oldest scoffed nonchalantly

"Yes, I can't beat you up but I will be able to show the principal the video because I captured everything and just by looking at the three of you, which are already in the black book, so any single mistake, you are expelled," I yelled at them

"So who told you this," I yelled in anger and they flinched back afraid

"We were told by Nick, he said he was there when you were brought to the orphanage home," the oldest answered immediately

"So it was Nick all along," I muttered

Nick is an orphan like us in the home. He has been hitting on me for a long but I have never answered him.

"Please don't show the principal the video," They begged and I ignored them as I helped Ethan up and walked outside.

"Why did they lie to us," Ethan asked

"There is no one to trust again, Ethan," I replied and sighed.

We got to the orphanage home and went directly to meet the mother, Mrs. Lincoln, that is the person in charge and a mother to us all.

We entered without knocking on her door. We met her sitting and going through some files on her table. She looked up and noticed it was us and dropped what she was doing to give us attention.

"What happened to you, Ethan," She asked worriedly

"Mrs. Lincoln, what happened to our biological parents," Ethan asked instead feeling sadly with his head bent low

"What do you mean, who told you that," She asked staring at us in the eyes with a smile though it was obvious that it is fake

"No, tell us what happened to our parents, we need to know the truth," I yelled feeling angry bubbling in my guts

"Fine. Your parents were killed by a coming truck but according to the investigation made, the brake of the car failed before the incident, the truck driver intentionally hit your parents through the video we watched and the truck driver ran away immediately," She answered

"We couldn't find anything in the car to prove your identity, so we gave you a new name,"

I felt like the world had come to a standstill, I felt sick to my stomach immediately after she said it.

How could want us dead?

"Then, who brought us here," I asked

"We don't know but we were threatened that we shouldn't tell you the real truth since you both have amnesia and I don't know who the person is because I didn't see him directly, it was through his boys," She added

"Fine, you should have told us the truth when we asked," I sighed sadly

"But..."

"No, it is fine," I cut off immediately

"Thanks for keeping us save, but we won't be staying in the orphanage anymore," I said firmly staring at the woman we lived to know as a mother

"But don't act like this because you heard it from a stranger," She frowned

"No, don't stop us, we are leaving," I said with a finality

"I understand but what about the people after both of your lives," she said as he stared away... I could detect the pain in her voice because she genuinely loved us just like other kids.

"We wouldn't want to stay in this country either, help us this last time, just please do us a favor by buying us a ticket to Madrid," I added positively...

"But you don't know anybody there and how will you survive also," she asked worriedly...

"That is our cross to bear, ma'am, don't worry about us, sir, moreover I'm old enough now to take care of myself and my brother and it will make the bad people stop watching the orphanage now we are gone and can't be found," I sighed deeply...

"Fine, Madrid, I will help you," she said inhaling deeply with a sad smile playing on his lips...

(Back To The Present)

That is how Ethan and I moved to Madrid. We rented an apartment with the money she gave us and we met Sylvia.

Sylvia has been our backbone for us since we met and another sister for Ethan...

She is from a wealthy family... she ran away from home when her parents wants to marry her off to someone she doesn't even like or know because of the benefits of their company...

To keep a low profile, both of us searched for work aimlessly and luckily she got one but I'm the only one left looking for a vacant job...

It isn't like I never find but the bosses will want to have me before giving me the job and that is what I can't accept, never!!!...

With that and everything, I work twice times in a day... at the restaurant and the club...

Yes, I'm a well-known stripper in the club...

I used them to pay up Ethan's school bills and some other things too...

It pays a lot that is why I'm doing it... Sylvia and Ethan as tried talking me into quitting but I can't since I haven't found any better job yet...

Although we tended to live and survive together, It still wasn't easy since life itself is unfair to us but we still manage to pull through each day, I couldn't be more grateful...

"He is not here yet" I heard her say jolting me out of my thoughts...

"Do you suggest we should look for him" I replied

"Possible, we could if it want but it is too early," she shrugged closing the door as she walked back to the dining area...

"That boy wouldn't be the end of me" I muttered under my breath...

"He is a man, he can do whatever he wants, it is still in the evening, you can't babysit always," she said obviously because she heard me and I chuckled

"I don't mind babysitting a grown-up man if it brings a lot of money" I shrugged snickering...

"You have got to rest now before going to the club, you look exhausted," She said while I shook my head negatively...

"I'm not" I opposed just as a traitorous yawn escaped my mouth... she gave me an," I told you so look before I grabbed my purse...

"Fine, Miss Sylvia" I stood up and tied my hair up properly...

"Alright, please wake me up early so I can go to the club to avoid Mrs. Vera's nagging," I told her

"Ok I will" She nodded

"And thanks for the meal" I whispered grinning while she rolled her eyes at me smiling...

I turn and walked towards my room... I was stressed out and needed a rest... working in Madrid isn't easy at all...

I was lost in thought that I almost missed a step...

"Shit" I cursed, turned the doorknob, and got inside my room not caring to take a shower... I slumped on the bed and dozed right off...

Chapter 3

October 13, 2022

Madrid, Spain, Europe... 4:30 pm.

Miguel Santos Rodriguez's Resident

Miguel's Point of View

"Oh baby, oh yeah, f*ck baby, this is f*cking heaven," the bitch moaned loudly, her eyes closed as she caressed her breasts while I slammed into her honey pot with my big little man...

I used my fingers to fondle her nipple before brushing my thumb on her red lips while she held tightly onto the pillows...

Soon enough, I got bored of the same style, so I pulled out... rolling her over, I made her kneel and bend while I slid my d*ck with so much ease into her asshole in what we call doggy style...

"Oh yeah, ba...." I didn't let her finish what she wanted to say before I slid out and slid in again with full force...

"Ahhh" she cried out... I saw some droplets of tears from the corner of her eyes which made me bang her harder

"Call my name" I ordered grabbing her hair and yanking her roughly...

"Oh Miguel, you are so fucking sweet, you are a sex god, so hot," she cried holding onto the pillows as if her life depended on it... in no time, I felt her jerking and her body wiggling...

I was about to cum when I pulled out and immediately ordered her to go on her knees, I pumped my dick inside her mouth

"Suck it," I ordered

Despite her weakness, she had the strength to caress and suck it

B*tch!. Every one of them is a b*tch.

"Harder," I groaned in pleasure I hit her throat with my d*ck hardly.

I pulled out and pour the savory sperm on her fake face.

"F*ck, oh my, that was the best s*x I have ever heard," she moaned licking up cum... She couldn't hold my dick because she was quivering so instead she kicked the tip making me groan...

I walked over to my dressing mirror, grabbed some bundles of dollars, and threw them at her...

"Get out" I ordered harshly but still her feeling her gaze on me...

"But I thought we are already a thing," she said while I shot her a hard glare

She quickly picked up the money and her clothes, leaving the room half naked, I groaned, ambling towards the bathroom to take a cold shower...

Being the most feared and richest Mafia Don had its advantage... The women, the game, the wealth and riches, and most especially, the fear in everyone's eyes...

I'm Miguel Santos Rodriguez, The current greatest, deadliest mafia Don in Spain and the world, I don't care about anyone... killing and f*cking is my best hobby...

"Miguel" I heard a familiar voice...That must be my ex-f*ck bubby. well not girlfriend, that is actually what she calls herself... I wonder what she is doing here after telling her to leave me alone and who the f*ck let her in... Geez!.

The person will hear from me today... Another bloodshed... Nice.

I opened the bathroom door, stepping out with just a towel around my waist when she turned swiftly, drooling hungrily at the sight of my half-naked body while I walked towards the dressing mirror to apply lotion, paying no attention to her.

That is what the idiot wants from me, sex and my Money. Just because I f*ck them, doesn't mean I love them but they misunderstood just like her.

Love isn't in my dictionary.

"What the f*ck are you doing here, Celine, we are done, I fucking made it clear to you over the phone, yesterday," I said and turned to look at her, she gulped nervously...

"Ok, when do you become nervous, you have always been a crazy and fearless girl" I added

"Mig, you can't just get rid of me like that" she began sobbing

Not again, I must say I dislike what she is doing right now... Not that name!

"Why can't I," Ignoring the fact she called me Mig.

"Celine, don't make this hard for you, I never loved you, okay" I added

"But you said you did"

"I never did, I doubt if I did, I didn't even say you should be my girlfriend, you made called yourself that because I didn't say anything and because I love calling you to f*ck your p*ssy, huh," I defended

"Mig but I love you, I promise to do anything you want me to do, please," she pleaded

"Who cares, I don't love you, you might probably later find someone to love you," Miguel shrugged nonchalantly

"Really, after giving all myself to you,"

"You gave it freely without no condition or anything, remember I have many girls to call and satisfy me,"

"This is unfair,"

"Which part you that you don't understand, I said I don't love you. Anyway, be thankful to God, I'm in a nice mood right now or else I would have shot your f*ucking damn skull and we'll, that could change any moment from now if you don't walk out of here," I said threatening her.

"Oh really, Miguel, you know what, I hate you, I hate you, read my lips, YOU WILL FUCKING PAY FOR THIS" she exclaimed before leaving the room and banging the door loudly...

I heaved a sigh, walking over to the bed... Good thing I'm in a good mood, I would have killed her immediately after she entered the room and started shouting.

I heaved and fell onto the bed to sleep... As I wanted to close my eyes to sleep, the door suddenly opened...

"Yo, Miguel" Lucas came inside shouting while I pretended to act like I'm asleep...

"Is he sleeping" Lucas added

Lucas is Miguel's best friend and Diego but I'm not close to one than the other, they are both equal to me..., they don't keep friends but Lucas is his childhood friend, they have been together for a long...

They are the only one that can talk to me that way and knows when not to cross the line...

"Mig" he tapped him...

"Miguel, baby" he called again touching him...

"If you touch me with your filthy hands again, I will cut them off, "I said opening my eyes and sitting up...

"No way" Lucas redrew his hands immediately after Miguel said that...

"Gosh, you are wicked" Lucas scoffed

"You can't expect a Mafia Don to be nice" I growled

"Tch, but I'm your best friend, brother precisely"

"So, a mafia doesn't care about families," I said and stood up to where I keep my wine in my room...

"Aiiiiissssh, nonsense" Lucas scoffed and sat down on the nearby couch...

"I wonder when you will change," he hissed

"Then, pigs will have to fly," I rolled my eyes

"I saw Celine walking out of this room crying while I was coming"

"Hmmm, yeah, she came to complain about the break up" I shrugged

"Mig, the horny mafia," Lucas laughed

"That is my life"

"This place smell of sex" Lucas sniffed

"Of course, is it meant to smell like a kitchen where they cook or bake," I rolled my eyes

"It might be possible," he said while I glare at him

"You seem to be a little tensed," he told me

"Hmmmmm" I muttered

"Why don't we go to one of your clubs and enjoy ourselves" he suggested

"Yes and get a good f*ck"

"What, ain't you always tired of sex," he asked and shook his head

"If you don't stop now, I wonder what will remain for your wife when you get married"

"Married, I'm never going to get married" I growled

"So you don't want to experience happily ever after with your kids, they will be shouting daddy that, daddy this" Lucas said

"Lucas, stop"

"I'm saying the truth, mig, you have to start thinking about yourself.....

"Shut up, Lucas" I yelled at him pointing my gun at him

"Oops, Miguel I was just joking with you, you know I love joking" he raised his hands in surrender

"Women are all the same, I hate them, they are used products, slaves," I told him

"I'm sorry, but you are going to come to my wedding and be my best man whether you like it or not"

"Get out" I yelled at him, "f*ck you" as he was going.

"And wait for me downstairs" I added

I doubt if I'm ever going to married, my uncle taught me, that woman isn't to be treated with respect and that rule is what I have followed for years...

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I came downstairs and met Lucas drinking and also flirting with one of my maids...

He is complaining about how I only f*ck, while he is a big-time playboy, I'm not sure he will stop not now or ever...

"Let's go," I told him and we walked out of the mansion and entered my car...

"Lucas," Diego, my assistant and also my best friend like Lucas although, he knows when to play and be serious that I can trust just like Lucas, we have been together for years...

Although we have our own companies individually we mostly do our business together.

"Diego Baby, I have missed you" Lucas pouted poking Diego's cheek...

"And I don't, stop being a nuisance" Diego hissed...

"Both of you are too arrogant and I think it is because you are his assistant with this mafia stuff," Lucas hissed...

"Fool" I muttered under my breath...

"The Nig's club," I told him

"Alright Don," he said and told the driver to drive...

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The Nig's Club

Paige's POV

I stood outside staring at the club entrance for 20 minutes thinking about the lie I'm going to tell miss Vera but I couldn't find it...

Damn Sylvia.

I snarled as I remember I told Sylvia to wake me up very early so I can leave home very early and also to avoid Miss Vera's tantrums...

But instead, she made me sleep for a long...

"Tch, one day I will surely beat her up" I scoffed

After convincing myself, I made up my mind to enter the club and face the consequences of Miss Vera...

The music is becoming more sensual as I entered the club fully as I was greeting other girls making my way to the dressing room as they were talking...

And it is obvious they were talking about her but I don't care...

"Hey, babe" one of her colleagues in the club, Betty

Betty is the only one I talk to in the club, tho she is also among the VIPs but she is not up to my standard...

But instead of her being envious of me, she made friends with me...

"Hi Betty"

"You are late again, Miss vera as already asked of you earlier on" she answered chewing gum

"I know she will" I sighed

"Just go inside quickly and change, it will soon be your turn" she advised me

"Sure thanks, babe" I smiled

"Alright," she turned and left the room... I was the only one remaining in the room...

I started pulling off my clothes including my bra and panties putting on my stripping clothes... After I got prepared, I left the room and proceeded to the platform...

I met Miss Vera on my way to the platform...

"Welcome, Eve "she greeted with mockery.

"Ermmm, Miss Vera, I'm sorry"

"Sorry for yourself,"

"I'm sorry"

"Alright, just get on the stage and do what you have to do, then come back for your punishment"

"Alright," I sighed and left for the platform...