Devil's Snare

Chapter 5- The woman in his dreams

In no time, she reached the park. The park is beautiful, with a path of stones and chips, with trees on either side of the pat; it was peaceful; the kid stopped fussing a while ago and started to observe people around him with his curious hazel eyes. Soon, it became dusty, so Alzea wore a scarf. All you could see were her eyes.

While playing in the park, Rafael and Victor were in their office dealing with their daily business. After Adrian's betrayal, both brothers were racking their minds to determine if their companies had any other moles. That is when the door opened, and Maya walked in.

As the woman approached Victor, she kissed his cheek and sat next to him. Rafael tensed, but he never wavered in his expression. He sat there with his stone-cold face. While they discussed their mafia business, Rafael's mind wandered somewhere. "Rafa," Victor called out. The man did not reply. "Rafa," he repeated.

"Huh?" he asked this time. Victor said, "Where are you lost?", "Nothing; I was thinking about something; what are you talking about?"

"He asked if there were any other moles in the group," Maya added.

Rafa said, looking at Victor, "I am not sure, but I'll come up with a plan, and when I find out, he will have the most painful death."

Vic nodded in agreement heading for lunch, while Rafael headed home. But he couldn't stand the feeling of being suffocated in his house, so he went for a walk in the park, surprising himself.

There was nothing he hated more than people and interacting with them outside of his interests. In particular, he hated parks, people chirping, and children playing; surprisingly, this park didn't feel so bad. Everything screamed peace to him, which he lacked in his life.

There was a fountain close by. Rafael stalked over and stood near the fountain; He lifted his leg and stood on the edge of the fountain with his one leg on the ground, feeling like he was the king. He observed his surroundings. He likes to do what he does best, which is observation. After all, observation is an assassin's most needed quality.

When he had enough air, he decided to leave, and that's when he heard a giggle. Unknowingly, his steps took him in the direction of the sound; there, he saw a woman twirling a child and dancing with him. The woman was so happily twirling that her hair which was so long and silky, probably reached below her behind. The hair was flowing with the wind. That scene made him want to sniff those smooth hair; he wondered how it would look braided on her bare ass while he was railing her from behind.

He couldn't see her face as her scarf covered it, but he could hear her; he loved the sound of her giggles; it was like a long-lost melody. Both the kid and she seemed the happiest people on earth.

She was laughing, twirling around, and suddenly the girl stopped dancing and bent to the kid's level. The kid asked her something, and the girl nodded, kissing his cheek; for some reason, he wished it was him in the place of that little kid. She placed him in the stroller and started pushing the stroller toward Rafael. His heartbeat was faster, but he didn't know why.

Alzea passed him by without as much sparing a glance at him, walked over with the kid, and bought ice cream for the kid. The kid was making a fuss, but the girl didn't seem to bother. She was calm and feeding him with no anger or irritation in her actions.

Rafael loved seeing her like that; he stood and wondered what would've happened if he had a wife and a kid; he laughed loudly at the thought; he knew about his family. They would find someone of their liking and marry him to her; that is how it had always been in the family; love is a far-fetched word from him.

He is sure the girl he marries will have no relationship with her; it would be a pure business deal or a means to produce heirs. She can fuck whomever she wants, and he will do the same. There will be no obligation to remain monogamous or faithful to his woman. He knows how this works. Love is a short term in the mafioso families; it will lead to only destruction. He had seen these stories before and didn't like the ending.