Mafia's Redemption

ROSE POV

I was walking down the street on a cold and windy evening, then I found myself moving down a dark alley.

On reaching there, I found a man leaning on the wall of the alley, but his face was invisible to me because of the darkness that was roaming the alley.

I could only faintly see his figure. Then he pulled something from his pocket, but I could not see it. Then I saw a faint light. I realized that what he pulled out from his pocket was cigarettes and lighter. He lit the cigarette, and through the faint light of the lighter and cigarettes, I saw his face. Damn, I couldn't take my eye off his face because I have never seen someone as beautiful as he is. He has a deep blue eye. The small light coming from the cigarette made his blue eye more attractive. I couldn't take my eye off him. As I was planning to talk to him, I heard something ringing.

I woke up thinking about why I have always dreamed about the blue-eyed man. For the past month, my dream has been about encountering him on different occasions.

I checked the time at 7:35 and I realized I was getting late. I need to quickly get ready for work. Oh, sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Rose Cambelle. I am 21 years old. I have a little brother, age 9, and my mother.

I lost your father when I was 9 who died of cancer. I have been hustling to take care of my mom and little brother. I work as a waitress in a canteen. I quickly get ready for work. On reaching the canteen, I quickly enter the changing room and change into my working clothes. As I was coming out, I bumped into my friend Mark. Mark and I have been friends since we attended the same high school and we graduated. At the same time, both of us are not able to continue because of money and we have responsibilities to tend to.

Mark and I exchanged pleasantries, and we started serving. I decided to rest small because I have been serving nonstop since.

Rose go and served table 12. I went there and saw a boy and a girl around the age of 19. They looked like high school lovers. I ask them what they would like to order, and I wrote it down. After fifteen minutes, I gave them their order, and they responded politely, unlike some rude teenagers.

We worked till everywhere was becoming dark; it was already getting darker outside. We were about to close when suddenly we saw about five men dressed in black suits entering the canteen. All of them were neatly dressed, and their cologne smell filled the atmosphere.

My boss told me to attend to them because I and Angelina were the only ones remaining in the club and the rest had gone home because their shift was over. On getting to their table, I was fidgeting and conscious of myself because their presence was scary and at the same time screamed power.

On reaching their table, I ask them what they would like to order. Four of them lifted their heads up except one; they were all looking gorgeous. I had them speak Italian to each other before they responded to me. They ordered chicken and red wine. I first brought the wine before bringing the chicken. As I was about to leave, the fifth person raised his head up; he had been busy on his phone since they got here.

His deep blue eye pierced through my green eye like he was looking through her soul. He was looking so fucking beautiful. He has a small stubble under his chin. In my twenty-one years of life, I have never encountered someone as good-looking as he is; he is looking like a model from Victoria Secret. Then I remembered my dream: the blue eye I have always been seeing. The eyes are so similar to the one in my dream. I kept looking, memorizing his face and figure. He opened the first three buttons of his shirt. The tattoo in his chest was visible. I was basically drooling until he cleared his throat and said, What are you still waiting for? You can go. His voice was so angelic.

Afterward, they went out of the canteen. As I was going home, I noticed a figure standing in the shadow of the alley across the street. The faint light of the cigarette caught her eye. Her heart skipped a beat. I can never forget these blue eyes. It looks like she's in her dream, but no, this was happening physically. Rose felt an inexplicable draw towards this mysterious man.

Summoning her courage, she approached the alley, and as she got closer, her pulse quickened.

She could sense the aura of power and danger that surrounded him.

The faint glow from the lit cigarettes partially revealed his profile; she caught a glimpse of his face, and she gasped.

The mysterious man turned around slowly, and Rose breath hitched his rugged features, chiseled jawline, and stormy eye together to create an irresistible enigma.

She didn't know if she should run away or stay, but before she could decide, he spoke with a gruff tone: Who are you and why are you following me? Rose stammered nervously. I'm not following you, I just...... Ernmmmm, I saw you here, and I couldn't resist coming close.

His expression remained cold, but there was a flicker of curiosity in those blue eyes. "You shouldn't be here; it's not safe," he warned.

I know, but I can't explain it. I've seen you before in my dreams. Rose confessed, surprising herself with her honesty.

His eye narrowed, and he examined her skeptically.

"Dreams, you say?" Yes, for as long as I can remember, you've been in my dreams always with those captivating blue eyes, "she said, her voice growing more confident.

His tough exterior seemed to soften just a fraction, but he quickly masked it. "Dreams are meaningless, and they don't concern me. Now, leave before you get hurt.

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Despite his warning, Rose couldn't let go of the feeling that their connection was more profound than he cared to admit.

There was vulnerability behind his gruff exterior, and she was determined to undercover the secret he hid so well from the moment on. Rose found herself entangled in a dangerous dance with the mysterious blue-eyed man; she was determined to break the barrier he created.

He was chipping away at the barriers he had built around his heart.

TBC.

Nicholas pov

Nicholas, with his mesmerizing blue eyes, stood in the dimly lit room of his underground operation. He was surrounded by his bodyguard and his best friend, whom he called his brother because he was so loyal and faithful to him. They grew up together.

preparing to execute a spy who was dissing on him to his enemy. His mind was focused, his heart cold, and his hands steady as he prepared to carry out the ruthless act.

The man who had betrayed the organization was jeopardizing its secrecy and putting the Nicholas Mafia organization at risk.

The punishment for such a betrayal was death, and Nicholas was not one to forgive betrayal easily.

In the depths of the night, the room echoed with a muffled sound of pain as the man being tortured pleaded for mercy. But mercy was not for Nicholas; Nicholas was one to deliver justice, and he proceeded with the task at hand.

The air was heavy with tension as he tortured the traitor for information before delivering the final blow. The victim was tortured beyond recognition; he was almost lifeless, but he was still struggling to breathe. His scream filled the underground tunnel, pleading for mercy.

Unknown to Nicholas, Rose had followed him, driven by curiosity and an inexplicable connection she felt towards him.

Hidden in the shadow, she watched in horror as the man on the chair suffered at the hands of the cold-blooded mafia leader.

Her heart pounded in her chest, torn between her fear and the need to understand the man she had come to care for.

But she couldn't understand all the emotion she was feeling for him.

As the room felt silent and Nicholas prepared to end the life of the traitor, he suddenly felt a prickling sensation on the back of his neck, as if he were being watched.

His instincts went on high alert, and he turned to survey the room.

There, in the dark corner, stood Rose, her eyes wide with shock and terror. A chilling smile spread across Nicholas face as he walked towards her, his footstep echoing in the eerie silence.

"Well, well, well.

It seems we have an unexpected guest, he said, his voice sending a shiver down her spine. I didn't mean to intrude. Rose stammered, trying to steady her trembling voice.

I was just... I wanted to understand.

Understand? Nicholas tone was mocking.

Do you think you can understand me? You have no idea what kind of man I am.

Rose swallowed hard, but her determination didn't waver.

I know there's more to you than what you show the world.

I've seen it in your eyes, in the moments when you let your guard down.

Nicholas eye narrowed, a mix of frustration and fascination flickering within his eye.

He didn't understand why he was even entertaining her presence, but something about her unwavering belief in him stirred something he thought was long dead.

You should have stayed away, he warned, closing the distance between them until they were mere inches apart.

Now, I can't let you leave. You know too much. Rose felt a surge of fear, but she refused to back down.

You won't hurt me. I see conflict within you between the man you are and the man you wish you could be. You can change.

Nicholas jaw clenched as he grappled with his conflicting emotions.

His life had been built on bloodshed and power, and the idea of change seemed like an impossible fantasy.

But Rose's unwavering faith in him planted a seed of doubt in his mind.

Enough. He growled, torn between wanting to protect her and wanting to push her away.

You are coming with me, and you will see firsthand what happens to those who meddle in my affairs.

With a firm grip, Nicholas led Rose into the shadows of his dangerous world, where she would be exposed to the darkest aspects of his life.

He couldn't shake the feeling that her presence would either be his redemption or his downfall.

He was contemplating what to do with her. He decided to keep her in one of the rooms underground and told one of his guards to keep close monitoring of her. Rose was scared to death, but she still has this small belief that he won't hurt her, or even if he did hurt her, he won't hurt her so badly in a way that she can't bear.

But she was still finding a way to escape. She saw the guard at the corner of her room, and she was then helpless that she wouldn't be able to escape except for Nicholas releasing her.

She thought back to her mother and brother, who would be worried sick about her if she did not come home on time.

Nicholas went to the traitor frustrated about what had just happened; he couldn't think properly, and his heart was racing and filled with tension. He was to release this tension either by giving the traitor a more painful death than he intended or by taking shots of alcohol, but he chose the former because he likes to have full control of himself and know what's going on around him.

His friend Angelo asked him what had just happened. He tried to dismiss him, but Angelo being Angelo, he wouldn't bug him. He kept pestering him. Angelo won as usual. Nicholas explained to him how he encountered her in a dark alley and how she told him she saw him in her dream. He explained without leaving anything behind.

Angelo busted out laughing, trying to piss Nicholas off. He dismissed Angelo, brought his gun from his pants, and finally gave in, shooting the traitor on the head without remorse or pity. Afterward, he left his room and decided to take a shower to calm his nerve. After showering, he went to the balcony of the room to light cigarettes, thinking about what to do to the girl who just seemed to be bugging him.

On deciding what to do, he threw the ashes of the cigarette on the ashes.

TO BE COUNTINE

ROSE POV

FLASHBACK

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I quickly got ready for work as I wore a plain white shirt and a cargo pant. I boarded a taxi to work and paid the driver, telling him to keep the change.

I quickly enter the changing room and change into my working dress.

I came out and met Mark. We exchange pleasantries, How is Mom and Richard? He asked, Richard who is my younger brother.

They are fine, I replies Mom keeps bugging me to invite you for dinner. I keep telling her you are busy, but she won't accept no for an answer. Mark smiled, so mom is missing already and when I'm around she act like she don't care. He said, laughing. Tell mom I will be coming this weekend.

We walk to the customers table , attend to them, and take their order.

I was so happy because my shift ended around 2 p.m. today. I cleared the table, changed back to my formal clothes, and got ready to leave. I bid Mark goodbye and left.

As I was going home, I decided to trek because it was not dark yet. As I was working down the roadside, I saw a black Benz park beside me, and a man came down from the driver seat and opened the door. Lo and behold, the man who came down happened to be my blue-eyed man.

"Yes, you heard me right, my blue-eyed man."

He came down and entered the supermarket. I decided to stop and sneak behind the counter to see what he wanted to do.

After about 10 minutes, he and his bodyguard came out, his bodyguard holding something inside the shopping nylon.

I decided to board a taxi to follow him to where he was going.

Immediately their car kicked off I boarded the taxi and told him to follow the car at the front. He followed it. We passed through different kinds of neat and clean buildings before the gate of a particular mansion opened and their car entered.

I came down from the taxi and paid the driver. I waited for them to enter before I thought of a strategy to enter because it looked like the gate was automatic and heavily guarded.

I later decide on what to do and smirk at myself evilly.

I walk to the gate and press the bell. A big muscular man opens the gate with a big gun. He was looking so scary and alert, like he was ready to kill anyone who crossed his line at the moment.

I was fidgeting and sweating where I was, but I decided to stay brave and unwavering. What did you want, and who are you asking of? he asked.

I'm the new maid. I was told to resume today. I replied. He looked at me doubtfully and said, I don't think we just employed a new maid. " Well if you don't believe me, you can call your boss and ask him i told him bravely hoping he will buy my lie

He looked at me, contemplating before allowing me to enter inside. I did a happy dance in my mind before thinking about the next step to take.

I entered and greeted the fellow maid. They were in a pink gown that stopped below their knees. They were looking so good in it. I found it difficult to believe that it was a maid uniform before it looked so exquisite.

I followed them to where they were going. I pretend to be among them. I saw an older woman in the kitchen. She was instructing some of the maids. She raised her head and looked in my direction. Hey, you, why aren't you in your uniform? She asked, eerm, ma, it was soaked, so I just quickly wore this so I would be able to do my work and then rest. Okay, she responded.

I went out of the kitchen not knowing what to do next, and I didn't know where I could find my blue-eyed man. I was thinking of asking the bodyguard or the maid, but I decided not to ask because, by asking them, I was going to look suspicious and draw attention. I decided to explore this big and beautiful mansion. I was just walking, not knowing where to start from.

Then I saw my blue eye man. Not knowing his name yet, I decided to give him his name until I had the courage to ask for his name. He was coming out of his room and had changed from his suit to a chinos trouser and a grey polo. He was looking so fucking gorgeous.

His face was looking like he was so pissed, so I decided to hide in order for him not to see me.

He was passing through another direction, then I decided to follow him wherever he was going. I began to sneak and snoop around carefully in order for him and the bodyguard surrounding the place not to see me.

Being so discretive with my movement, I saw him enter into a dark tunnel, feeling scared and deciding to turn back, but I decided against it. I followed him quietly, the smell of blood in the room making me feel nauseous.

He entered a particular room, and I also followed him. I saw a man tied down to a chair filled with blood. I saw Mr. Blue Eye next to him, a man with blond hair and grey eyes standing beside Mr. Blue Eye. The man was also looking gorgeous but not like Mr. Blue Eye.

He was torturing the man when he suddenly turned back and started surving the room, then began to walk in my direction. I saw scared, having this feeling that he had seen me.

When he finally saw me, he said, "Well, well, well, it seems we have an unexpected guest," his voice sending chills down my spine.

I didn't mean to intrude. I stammered, trying to steady my trembling voice.

I was just... I wanted to understand that my heart was racing rapidly. Mr. Blue Eye said, You have no idea what kind of man I am. I swallowed hard, but I was also determined.

I didn't know it entered me because my boldness was beyond my expectations. I know there is more to you than what you show the world; I've seen it in your eyes.

We exchanged words before he dragged me to the basement.

PRESENT TIME

I was still looking for a way out of this place. I was so fucking exhausted and thirsty that I started crying, thinking of my mom and brother. I summon up courage and told the bodyguard that I wanted to see their boss.

He looked at me weirdly before responding; it seems he called him on the phone because, after like 5 minutes, he called, smirking at me. I heard you were asking of me.

TBC.