Mafia Kingpin: A Dark, Thrilling Organized Crime Romance

15

§ ABID §

Me and the chick I just met were both laughing and drinking together. Her name was Aliyah. She giggled at every joke I made, and she was so fun to be around. I really enjoyed her company.

I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she blushed uncontrollably. It was so hot to look at; I couldn't get enough of her.

I snapped out of it when a man charged up behind her, shaking with rage.

"Who the hell are you?!" he accused. And that's when I figured - this was the man that Steve sent Trex and I to eliminate tonight.

His name was Asae.

I folded my arms angrily, and Aliyah looked mortified.

"What are you doing here, harassing my wife?!" Asae accused.

Aliyah was his fucking wife?!

Wow, I even have the power to bring married women to their fucking knees. Eh, who gives a fuck. This prick was still dying tonight, whether Aliyah liked it or not.

"Asae, it's okay," Aliyah said awkwardly. "He was being kind to me and was keeping me company until you came back, to stop predators from attacking me in the bar." She scratched her arm timidly.

"Save the bullshit Aliyah, you whore!" Asae screamed. "He was about to ram his tongue down your throat!"

My hand balled into a fist, suddenly pissed off as fuck. It was no wonder Aliyah was flirting with me. She was married to a piece of scum that spoke to her like this?! This was just giving me more motive to do the hit.

I stormed towards Asae angrily. "Who do you think you are?!" I shouted. "That's no way to treat a woman. She deserves better than you."

"You prick, you come in here, put your dirty hands all over my wife, and then you want to give me advice on how to treat a goddamn girl?!" Asae retorted, and then balled his hand into a fist.

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm doing," I said bitterly. "What are you gonna do about it?!"

Asae started laughing uncontrollably. "You chose the wrong guy to mess with tonight," he exclaimed, with his hands on his hips.

This man was really starting to get on my last fucking nerve. It was taking all I had in me not to floor him right here and blow his guts out all over the floor. All of a sudden, my phone started vibrating.

I flicked it open to see that I had a text from Steve. All it said were two words.

Kill him.

I smiled to myself, before shoving the phone back in my pocket.

"Aliyah, you go home beautiful," I reassured Aliyah. "I'll take care of this." She was probably going to hate me for this now, but thank me for it later. I was doing her a favour by killing her fucking bastard of a husband, and the sooner she realised he was no good for her, the better.

"W - what are you gonna do?" she asked, afraid.

"Didn't you hear me?!" I repeated. "Go home!"

She drew in a deep breath, and then pulled me in for a hug. I was surprised at this. Maybe after this shit was over, she would still want to know me after all.

"I'll be in touch soon, beautiful," I whispered. "Take care of yourself."

She nodded timidly, and walked away. I couldn't help but turn around, just so that I could get another view of her ass shaking side to side as she left. I might as well take in the view, because I knew I was probably never going to see her again after this. She seemed like a good girl... she didn't need a Mafia man like me in her life.