Bloody Desires

LXXI

cain turned the car around, reaching in the back for his gun case

"not another car chase" i groaned, slumping over in my seat in defeat

he put lingerie and a gun in front of my face

"Merry Christmas" he mumbled, slightly angry

"what" i awkwardly smiled

"listen, they just texted me." he sighed

they?

i raised an eyebrow

"your brothers mia" he looked at me then back at the road

i made an 'o' mouth shape

should have figured

"they want to see me in lingerie? talk about creeps" i mumbled

"mafia mission, try not to get kidnapped this time" he said, full of pettiness

cagna

"so what's my cover? a stripper?" i joked, laughing and slapping his thigh

but he wasn't laughing

"cain?" i looked up at him

"i'm clearly against this"

"oh shit" i widened my eyes

"your name will be Malia Nior, and you're going to be in a private booth with Orlando Francis"

damn, expensive names

i love it

"you're going to find a way to take his id, then kill him" he sighed, tapping the steering wheel

"wouldn't it be easier to slice his throat then take his id?" i questioned him

"yeah, if you want to do it the boring way" he sarcastically rolled his eyes

pulling into a club parking lot

"what are you covering as?" i looked over to him

he looked at me, in confusion

"a normal person at the bar?" he wavered his eyes around like that was the dumbest question he has ever heard

oh, right

"alright, love you" i reached for the door handle

when he grabbed my wrist

"if he lays a fucking finger on-"

"yes cain i know, you'll kill him" i moved, to leave the car

but he grabbed my waist, pulling me back towards his seat

"even worse, i'll kill his whole bloodline." his fingers held my waist firm with possession

while anger and jealousy burned in his eyes

"i have to slightly seduce him to get that id" i rubbed his bicep, gently

he let go of me

"i'm going to have a fucking heart attack" he leaned back in his seat dramatically holding his chest and closing his eyes

"you're so dramatic" i laughed at him

he slid his hand behind my neck, pulling me in for a gentle kiss

then pulled away

"record you killing him, please"

i nodded my head at his weird request

grabbing my stuff, and running into the busy club

••

"it's fucking Christmas and i'm doing mafia missions" i angrily mumbled, tying the lace on the extremely tall heels

these should come with a fatality sticker, damn

i walked out of the room with the other girls, like i belonged there

but i watched from the corner, waiting for my signal to go backstage

i saw cain and my brothers sitting at the bar

they were talking

well my brothers

cain spotted me like he had night vision

and was staring, intensely

probably eye fucking me

"cain, stop drooling" i said through the earpiece

making him laugh, and turn back to my brothers

"i do not want to look your way, but your target is walking in the building" dante said, through his earpiece

i looked at the entrance of the building, where a tall man entered

walking straight to the back with a black duffle bag

"watch the bag" torrian warned

"i see the fucking bag" i replied, rolling my eyes

"you're a brat, you know that?" he scoffed

"you're a brat, you know that?" i mocked him in a high pitched voice through the earpiece

when a finger tapped on my back

i turned around to the club owner

i cleared my throat

"oh sorry sir, i'll get back to work" i awkwardly laughed

his arms were folded, with his eyebrows raised

"rookies" he shook his head, walking past me

and my brothers were laughing through my earpiece

i sighed, walking backstage

A/N
y'all..our baby is growing up so fast🥺💀

she is a stripper 😛‼️

temporarily

Until Next Time My Loves