The Mafia Games|✔️

11. The new mission

Driving home with Gino was nice. It was better than the drive out, now he knew all of my secrets. He asked plenty of questions and I felt more closely to him than I ever have. I kept making fun of him once in a while for not noticing that I was uncomfy but it was all fun and games till we walked through the door.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t shoot both of you right now,” Enzo said as he holds two guns up pointing at us at the doorway. At this point, I was used to having a gun pointed so I just kept walking up to Enzo and patted him on the shoulder.

“Well for the one you haven’t taught this boy right here” I pointed over my shoulder “to not talk when I’m trying to win a race and cost me $1400”

And I walked up the stairs to my room with Enzo following me at a fast pace.

“What do you mean he could have cost you $1400 where did you go when you left the house? When did I say you could leave the house by the way? You need to learn to listen to me I am the leader and when I say you can’t leave the house I mean it! Do you understand?!” Enzo yelled as I entered my room.

“Chill I know what you said it’s just I need to feel free I have been cooped up in this house for a month and I need to go back to my old life to I went to my friend and raced a little its no big deal!” I yelled at him as I walked over to my bathroom and brushed my teeth. As the creep, he is Enzo just stood leaning on the doorway staring at me.

“Okay, I understand what you mean but you need to learn to listen to me if people see that you are defying me then they will do it themselves. I don’t need my people going against me. Now I have a proposition for you.”

“What do you mean a proposition?” I asked as I went into my closet and put up my hair in a banana clip.

“I mean correct me if I’m wrong but the only place I know that there are races at is willow st and we have some people there who haven’t paid us back” I nodded understand what he just said.

“Well, I thought that since you are all healed up that you would be ready to get back out there?” he asked.

“Yes but I’m not seducing random people without know if they have a family trying to come back and kill me the next day.” I laughed out thinking about how many times I have been shot and I don’t need any more wounds.

“Okay well, we aren’t going to kill anyone who is too special just some people who own us money. Now you need to sleep cause first thing in the morning we are going there and getting our money back,” he said as he walked out my door and closing it.

How was it our money? Maybe he just misspoke. Yeah, that was total.

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The next morning I woke up bright and early at 7 am. This was way too early for me to be awake but I couldn’t do anything about it cause I had to help Enzo.

I went to the bathroom and showered shaving and doing a short face mask. I did some natural-looking makeup and an outfit of black jeans and a blue bralette. It was a little showy but it’s not like I had anyone to impress, so I just went with it.

I went downstairs and grabbed a banana for breakfast and sat down at the counter and ate it while looking at my social media. It seemed like nobody even noticed that I was gone. Everyone I knew didn’t even text me asking where I was. Giving them the benefit of the doubt that I had done this before and that’s why they probably aren’t so worried.

Enzo walked into the kitchen in a suit that looks tailored to him. It fit perfectly so you could see his muscles perfectly through the sleeves. I ignored him till he stopped with an apple in his hands scarring right at me.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me but this is getting awkward. I said to myself in my head. I looked up with frowned eyebrows. All he did was nod his head to the side indicating that we were leaving. I followed him out to the car and drove from the house.

After a few minutes, we pulled up to a house that looked a little too familiar to me. Mikes house.

Why were we here he has nothing to do with the mafia? He’s not the kind of person to be involved with the mafia.

“Why the hell are we at Mike’s house?” I asked Enzo looking over at him with a confused face.

“How do you know this guy?” he retorted.

“He’s my hookup for races. Now answer my questions” I demanded.

“Well, he’s the man we are here for, and seeing as you know him this will go way smoother.” He smirked.

Oh if only we knew what we were walking into…

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